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John Donne: The Broken Heart

The Broken HeartHe is stark mad, whoever says, That he hath been in love an hour, Yet not that love so soon decays, But that it can ten in less space devour; Who will believe me,…

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: Confined Love

Confined Love Some man unworthy to be possessor Of old or new love, himself being false or weak, Thought his pain and shame would be lesser, If on womankind he might his anger…

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…

John Donne: The Dissolution

The Dissolution She's dead; and all which die To their first elements resolve; And we were mutual elements to us, And made of one another. My body then doth…

John Donne: The Dream

The DreamDear love, for nothing less than thee Would I have broke this happy dream; It was a theme For reason, much too strong for fantasy. Therefore thou waked'st me…