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The Good-Morrow by John Donne
I WONDER by my troth, what thou and IDid, till we loved? were we not wean’d till then?But suck’d on…
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The Indifferent by John Donne
I CAN love both fair and brown;Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays;Her who loves loneness best, and…
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The Legacy by John Donne
When last I died, and, dear, I dieAs often as from thee I go,Though it be but an hour ago—And…
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The Message by John Donne
SEND home my long stray’d eyes to me,Which, O! too long have dwelt on thee;Yet since there they have learn’d…
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The Paradox by John Donne
No lover saith, I love, nor any otherCan judge a perfect lover;He thinks that else none can or will agree,That…
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The Primrose, Montgomery Castle… by John Donne
The Primrose, Being at Montgomery Castle, Upon the Hill, on Which It Is Situate UPON this Primrose hill,Where, if heaven…
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The Prohibition by John Donne
TAKE heed of loving me;At least remember, I forbade it thee;Not that I shall repair my unthrifty wasteOf breath and…
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The Relic by John Donne
WHEN my grave is broke up againSome second guest to entertain,—For graves have learn’d that woman-head,To be to more than…
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The Token by John Donne
SEND me some tokens, that my hope may liveOr that my easeless thoughts may sleep and rest;Send me some honey,…
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The Triple Fool by John Donne
I am two fools, I know,For loving, and for saying soIn whining poetry;But where’s that wise man, that would not…
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