Satire III (John Donne Poems)
Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids Those tears to issue which swell my eyelids; I must not laugh, nor weep ...
John Donne Poems on Honor (9 Poems)
The Calm (John Donne Poems)
Our storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage, A stupid calm, but nothing it, doth 'suage. The fable is inverted, and ...
To Sir Henry Wotton At His Going Ambassador To Venice (John Donne Poems)
AFTER those reverend papers, whose soul is Our good and great king's loved hand and fear'd name ;By which to you ...
Love’s Alchemy (John Donne Poems)
Some that have deeper digg'd love's mine than I,Say, where his centric happiness doth lie; I have lov'd, and got, and ...
Love’s Usury (John Donne Poems)
For every hour that thou wilt spare me now I will allow, Usurious God of Love, twenty to thee, When ...
Elegy X: The Dream (John Donne Poem)
Image of her whom I love, more than she, Whose fair impression in my faithful heart Makes me her medal, ...
The Dream (John Donne Poem)
Dear love, for nothing less than thee Would I have broke this happy dream; It was a theme For reason, ...
The Canonization (John Donne Poem)
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love, Or chide my palsy, or my gout, My five grey ...
The Flea (John Donne Poem)
Mark but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deny'st me is; It sucked me first, ...