John Donne Quotes on Soul (9 Quotes)

Dull sublunary lovers' love (Whose soul is sense) cannot admit Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it.

So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away.

Who ever comes to shroud me, do not harm Nor question much That subtle wreath of hair, which crowns my arm The mystery, the sign you must not touch, For 'tis my outward soul, Viceroy to that, which then to heaven being gone, Will leave this to control, And keep these limbs, her provinces, from dissolution.

More than kisses, letters mingle souls.

This Extasie doth unperplex (We said) and tell us what we love, Wee see by this, it was not sexe, Wee see, we saw not what did move But as all severall soules contain Mixture of things, they know not what, Love, these mixt souls, doth mixe againe. Loves mysteries in soules doe grow, But yet the body is his booke.

And now good morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear For love, all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room, an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.

He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God.

Poor intricated soul Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul.

At the round earth's imagined corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain.