The Love Poems of John Donne
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The Love Poems of John Donne - John Donne
THE LOVES POEMS
OF
JOHN DONNE
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CONTENTS
THE GOOD-MORROW
SONG: Go and catch a falling star
WOMAN'S CONSTANCY
THE UNDERTAKING
THE SUN RISING
THE INDIFFERENT
LOVE'S USURY
THE CANONIZATION
THE TRIPLE FOOL
LOVERS' INFINITENESS
SONG: Sweetest love, I do not go
THE LEGACY
A FEVER
AIR AND ANGELS
BREAK OF DAY
THE ANNIVERSARY
A VALEDICTION: OF MY NAME, IN THE WINDOW
TWICKENHAM GARDEN
A VALEDICTION: OF THE BOOK
COMMUNITY
LOVE'S GROWTH
LOVE'S EXCHANGE
CONFINED LOVE
THE DREAM
A VALEDICTION: OF WEEPING
LOVE'S ALCHEMY
THE FLEA
THE CURSE
THE MESSAGE
A NOCTURNAL UPON ST. LUCY'S DAY,
WITCHCRAFT BY A PICTURE
THE BAIT
THE APPARITION
THE BROKEN HEART
A VALEDICTION: FORBIDDING MOURNING
THE ECSTACY
LOVE'S DEITY
LOVE'S DIET
THE WILL
THE FUNERAL
THE BLOSSOM
THE PRIMROSE, BEING AT MONTGOMERY CASTLE UPON THE HILL, ON WHICH IT IS SITUATE
THE RELIC
THE DAMP
THE DISSOLUTION
A JET RING SENT
NEGATIVE LOVE
THE PROHIBITION
THE EXPIRATION
THE COMPUTATION
THE PARADOX
FAREWELL TO LOVE
A LECTURE UPON THE SHADOW
SONNET: THE TOKEN
SELF-LOVE
SONG: Stay, oh sweet, and do not rise
JEALOUSY
THE ANAGRAM
CHANGE
THE PERFUME
HIS PICTURE
ELEGY: Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve
ELEGY: Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love
THE COMPARISON
THE AUTUMNAL
THE DREAM
THE BRACELET
HIS PARTING FROM HER
ON HIS MISTRESS
LOVE'S PROGRESS
TO HIS MISTRESS GOING TO BED
LOVE'S WAR
THE GOOD-MORROW
I wonder by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den?
'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be;
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.
And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone;
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown;
Let us possess one world; each hath one, and is one.
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or thou and I
Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.
SONG
Go and catch a falling star,
Get with child a mandrake root,
Tell me where all past years are,
Or who cleft the devil's foot,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
Or to keep off envy's stinging,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind.
If thou beest born to strange sights,
Things invisible to see,
Ride ten thousand days and nights,
Till age snow white hairs on thee,
Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me,
All strange wonders that befell thee,
And swear,
No where
Lives a woman true and fair.
If thou find'st one, let me know,
Such a pilgrimage were sweet;
Yet do not, I would not go,
Though at next door we might meet,
Though she were true, when you met her,
And last, till you write your letter,
Yet she
Will be
False, ere I come, to two, or three.
WOMAN'S CONSTANCY
Now thou hast loved me one whole day,
To-morrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say?
Wilt thou then antedate some new-made vow?
Or say that now
We are not just those persons which we were?
Or that oaths made in reverential fear
Of Love, and his wrath, any may forswear?
Or, as true deaths true marriages untie,
So lovers' contracts, images of those,
Bind but till sleep, death's image, them unloose?
Or, your own end to justify,
For having purposed change and falsehood, you
Can have no way but falsehood to be true?
Vain lunatic, against these 'scapes I could
Dispute, and conquer, if I would;
Which I abstain to do,
For by to-morrow I may think so too.
THE UNDERTAKING
I have done one braver thing
Than all the Worthies did;
And yet a braver thence doth spring,
Which is, to keep that hid.
It were but madness now to impart
The skill of specular stone,
When he, which can have learned the art
To cut it, can find none.
So, if I now should utter this,
Others (because no more
Such stuff to work upon, there is)
Would love but as before.
But he who loveliness within
Hath found, all outward loathes,
For he who color loves, and skin,
Loves but their oldest clothes.
If, as I have, you also do
Virtue in woman see,
And dare love that, and say so too,
And forget the He and She;
And if this love, though placed so,
From profane men you hide,
Which will no faith on this bestow,
Or, if they do, deride;
Then you have done a braver thing
Than all the Worthies did;
And a braver thence will spring,
Which is, to keep that hid.
THE SUN RISING
Busy old fool, unruly Sun,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us?
Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run?
Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
Late school-boys and sour prentices,
Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,
Call country ants to harvest offices;
Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
Thy beams so reverend, and strong
Why shouldst thou think?
I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,
But that I would not lose her sight