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Donne, John

(Encyclopedia) Donne, John dŭn, dŏn [key], 1572–1631, English poet and divine. He is considered the greatest of the metaphysical poets . Life and Works Reared…

John Donne: The Anniversary

The Anniversary All kings, and all their favourites, All glory of honours, beauties, wits, The sun it self, which makes time, as they pass, Is elder by a year now than it was When…

John Donne: The Apparition

The ApparitionWhen by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead, And that thou thinkst thee free From all solicitation from me, Then shall my ghost come to thy bed, And thee, feign'd vestal, in worse…

John Donne: The Bait

The BaitCome live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines and silver hooks. There will the river whisp'ring run…

John Donne: The Blossom

The Blossom Little think'st thou, poor flower, Whom I've watch'd six or seven days, And seen thy birth, and seen what every hour Gave to thy growth, thee to this height to raise,…

John Donne: The Canonization

The CanonizationFor God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love; Or chide my palsy, or my gout; My five gray hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout; With wealth your state, your mind…

John Donne: Community

CommunityGood we must love, and must hate ill, For ill is ill, and good good still; But there are things indifferent, Which wee may neither hate, nor love, But one, and then another…

John Donne: The Computation

The ComputationFor my first twenty years, since yesterday, I scarce believed thou couldst be gone away; For forty more I fed on favours past, And forty on hopes that thou wouldst…

John Donne: The Curse

The CurseWhoever guesses, thinks, or dreams, he knows Who is my mistress, wither by this curse; Him, only for his purse May some dull whore to…

John Donne: The Damp

The DampWhen I am dead, and doctors know not why, And my friends' curiosity Will have me cut up to survey each part, When they shall find your picture in my heart…