Metempsycosis (John Donne Poems)
THEPROGRESSEOF THE SOULE.First Song.I.sing of the progresse of a deathlesse soule,Whom Fate, which God made, but doth not controule,Plac'd in ...
THEPROGRESSEOF THE SOULE.First Song.I.sing of the progresse of a deathlesse soule,Whom Fate, which God made, but doth not controule,Plac'd in ...
I.THE FATHER. FATHER of Heaven, and Him, by whom It, and us for it, and all else for us, Thou madest, and govern'st ...
I6I3, DECEMBER 26.ALLOPHANES FINDING IDIOS IN THE COUNTRY IN CHRISTMAS TIME, REPREHENDS HIS ABSENCE FROM COURT, AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE EARL OF SOMERSET ; IDIOS GIVES AN ACCOUNT OF HIS PURPOSE THEREIN, AND OF HIS ACTIONS THERE. ALLOPHANES.UNSEASONABLE man, statue of ice,What could to ...
Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids Those tears to issue which swell my eyelids; I must not laugh, nor weep ...
SINCE she must go, and I must mourn, come night,Environ me with darkness, whilst I write ;Shadow that hell unto ...
Our storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage, A stupid calm, but nothing it, doth 'suage. The fable is inverted, and ...
WHO makes the last a pattern for next year, Turns no new leaf, but still the same things reads ;Seen things ...
ETERNAL God-for whom who ever dareSeek new expressions, do the circle square,And thrust into straight corners of poor witThee, who ...
Come, madam, come, all rest my powers defy,Until I labor, I in labor lie.The foe oft-times having the foe in ...
Till I have peace with thee, warr other Men,And when I have peace, can I leave thee then?All other Warrs ...
Sleep sleep old Sun, thou canst not have repast As yet, the wound thou took'st on friday last; Sleep then, ...
BLEST are your north parts, for all this long timeMy sun is with you ; cold and dark's our clime ...
My fortune and my choice this custom break,When we are speechless grown to make stones speak.Though no stone tell thee ...
Wilt thou love God, as he thee? then digest,My Soul, this wholesome meditation,How God the Spirit, by Angels waited onIn ...
Wilt thou love God, as he thee? Then digest, My soul, this wholesome meditation, How God the Spirit, by angels ...
I have a friend who still believes in heaven. Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally ...
Since she whom I loved hath paid her last debt To Nature, and to hers, and my good is dead, ...
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