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John Donne: The Funeral

The FuneralWhoever 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…

John Donne: The Good-Morrow

The Good-MorrowI wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? were we not wean'd till then? But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den…

Songs and Sonnets

John DonneContentsThe FleaThe Good-MorrowSongWoman's ConstancyThe UndertakingThe Sun RisingThe IndifferentLove's UsuryThe CanonizationThe Triple FoolLovers' InfinitenessSongThe LegacyA…

John Donne: The Indifferent

The IndifferentI can love both fair and brown; Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays; Her who loves loneness best, and her who masks and plays; Her whom the country form'd, and…

John Donne: A Jet Ring Sent

A Jet Ring SentThou art not so black as my heart, Nor half so brittle as her heart, thou art; What would'st thou say? shall both our properties by thee be spoke, —Nothing more…

John Donne: A Lecture upon the Shadow

A Lecture upon the ShadowStand still, and I will read to thee A lecture, Love, in Love's philosophy. These three hours that we have spent, Walking here, two shadows went Along…

John Donne: The Legacy

The LegacyWhen last I died, and, dear, I die As often as from thee I go, Though it be but an hour ago —And lovers' hours be full eternity— I can remember yet, that I Something did say, and…

John Donne: Lovers' Infiniteness

Lovers' InfinitenessIf yet I have not all thy love, Dear, I shall never have it all; I cannot breathe one other sigh, to move, Nor can intreat one other tear to fall; And all my treasure,…

John Donne: Love's Alchemy

Love's AlchemySome that have deeper digg'd love's mine than I, Say, where his centric happiness doth lie. I have loved, and got, and told, But should I love, get, tell, till I…

John Donne: Love's Deity

Love's DeityI long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the god of love was born. I cannot think that he, who then loved most, Sunk so low as to love one which did…