http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/donne/
'via Blog this'
when I get an actual keyboard (this is all being typed with On-screen Keyboard - the horror!) revisit & cf. ALL Donne works esp:
Woman's Constancy - it could absolutely be a late 20th/21st century poem from a woman to a man, even and especially the phrase 'vain lunatic' : )
Farewell To Love - CRAZY! Overtly comparing pussy - and by that I mean Vagina - to love for Christ. (...the desire, the mystery...)Pussy turns out to be the big disappointment. It's great!
&
an early favorite, follow the link or read below
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Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so ;
For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy picture[s] be,
Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou'rt slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroke ; why swell'st thou then ?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And Death shall be no more ; Death, thou shalt die.
