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Break of Day by John Donne
‘TIS true, ‘tis day ; what though it be?O, wilt thou therefore rise from me?Why should we rise because ‘tis…
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Community by John Donne
Good we must love, and must hate ill,For ill is ill, and good good still;But there are things indifferent,Which we…
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Confined Love by John Donne
Some man unworthy to be possessorOf old or new love, himself being false or weak,Thought his pain and shame would…
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Death be not Proud by John Donne
Death be not proud, though some have callèd theeMighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,For, those, whom thou think’st,…
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Farewell to Love by John Donne
WHILST yet to proveI thought there was some deity in love,So did I reverence, and gaveWorship; as atheists at their…
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Holy Sonnets by John Donne
Holy Sonnet 1 Thou hast made me, and shall Thy work decay?Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste;I…
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Lovers’ Infiniteness by John Donne
IF yet I have not all thy love,Dear, I shall never have it all;I cannot breathe one other sigh, to…
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Love’s Alchemy by John Donne
Some that have deeper digg’d love’s mine than I,Say, where his centric happiness doth lie.I have loved, and got, and…
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Love’s Deity by John Donne
I LONG to talk with some old lover’s ghost,Who died before the god of love was born.I cannot think that…
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Love’s Diet by John Donne
TO what a cumbersome unwieldinessAnd burdenous corpulence my love had grown,But that I did, to make it less,And keep it…
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