The Progres Of The Soule (John Donne Poems)
Wherein,BY OCCASION OFThe Religious death of MistrisE L I Z A B E T H D R V R Y,the incommodities ...
John Donne Poems on Place (15 Poems)
An Anatomy Of The World… (John Donne Poems)
AN ANATOMY OF THE WORLD Wherein, by occasion of the untimely death ofMistress Elizabeth Drury, the frailty and the decay ...
Eclogue (John Donne Poems)
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 ...
Sonnet Cycle For Lady Magdalen (John Donne Poems)
Her of your name, whose fair inheritanceBethina was, and jointure Magdalo:An active faith so highly did advance,That she once knew, ...
To Sir Henry Wotton (John Donne Poems)
SIR, more than kisses, letters mingle souls,For thus, friends absent speak. This ease controlsThe tediousness of my life ; but ...
The Harbinger (John Donne Poems)
to the Progresse.TWo soules moue here, and mine (a third) must mouePaces of admiration, and of loue;Thy soule (Deare Virgin) ...
Hymn to God, My God, in my Sickness (John Donne Poems)
Since I am coming to that holy room, Where, with thy choir of saints for evermore, I shall be made thy music; ...
To Mr. Rowland Woodward (John Donne Poems)
LIKE one who in her third widowhood doth professHerself a nun, tied to retiredness,So affects my Muse, now, a chaste ...
Farewell to Love (John Donne Poems)
Whilst yet to prove,I thought there was some deity in loveSo did I reverence, and gaveWorship, as atheists at their ...
Twickenham Garden (John Donne Poems)
BLASTED with sighs, and surrounded with tears, Hither I come to seek the spring,And at mine eyes, and at mine ears, Receive ...
Nativity (John Donne Poems)
Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb,Now leaves His well-belov'd imprisonment,There He hath made Himself to His intentWeak enough, now into ...
Elegy II: The Anagram (John Donne Poem)
Marry, and love thy Flavia, for she Hath all things whereby others beautious be, For, though her eyes be small, ...
Elegy IX: The Autumnal (John Donne Poem)
No spring nor summer Beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one autumnall face. Young beauties force our ...
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 Broken Heart (John Donne Poem)
He is stark mad, who ever says, That he hath been in love an hour, Yet not that love so ...