John Donne
John Donne
John Donnewas an English poet and a cleric in the Church of England. He is considered the pre-eminent representative of the metaphysical poets. His works are noted for their strong, sensual style and include sonnets, love poems, religious poems, Latin translations, epigrams, elegies, songs, satires and sermons. His poetry is noted for its vibrancy of language and inventiveness of metaphor, especially compared to that of his contemporaries. Donne's style is characterised by abrupt openings and various paradoxes, ironies and dislocations...
best deaths die fitter hope love nor since sweetest thus weariness
Sweetest love, I do not go, / For weariness of thee, / Nor in hope the world can show / A fitter Love for me; / But since that I / Must die at last, 'tis best / To use myself in jest, / Thus by feigned deaths to die.
died god love talk
I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, / Who died before the god of love was born.
died full hour hours lovers thee though
When I died last, and, Dear, I die as often as from thee I go though it be but an hour ago and lovers hours be full eternity.
died full hour hours thee though
When I died last, and, Dear, I die / As often as from thee I go, / Though it be but an hour ago, / And lovers' hours be full eternity.
world dies
My world's both parts, and 'o! Both parts must die.
thee kill-me dies
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
sleep past dies
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
dies
Death, thou shalt die.
heavenly dies
I shall not live 'till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
god neglect noise rattling whining
I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
book drawn extended high poems school since time written
The book has been kind of a long time in coming. I've been writing since high school and this is my first book and it's kind of drawn from poems written over an extended period.
cooperation entire island man piece
No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.
entire europe island man thine thy washed
No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a part of a continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were . . .
death god man saw seen shall till
No man ever saw God and lived. And yet, I shall not live till I see God; and when I have seen him, I shall never die.