The Love Poems of John DonneHoughton, Mifflin, 1905 - 85 páginas |
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... Dear , I shall never have it all ; I cannot breathe one other sigh to move , Nor can intreat one other tear to fall ; And all my treasure , which should purchase thee , Sighs , tears , and oaths , and letters I have spent ; Yet no more ...
... Dear , I shall never have it all ; I cannot breathe one other sigh to move , Nor can intreat one other tear to fall ; And all my treasure , which should purchase thee , Sighs , tears , and oaths , and letters I have spent ; Yet no more ...
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... any ill ; Destiny may take thy part , And may thy fears fulfil . But think that we Are but turn'd aside to sleep . They who one another keep Alive , ne'er parted be . mip སྐྱོ་ LOVE'S RECORDS 13 I'LL tell thee now , dear love [ 62 ]
... any ill ; Destiny may take thy part , And may thy fears fulfil . But think that we Are but turn'd aside to sleep . They who one another keep Alive , ne'er parted be . mip སྐྱོ་ LOVE'S RECORDS 13 I'LL tell thee now , dear love [ 62 ]
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... dear love , what thou shalt do To anger destiny , as she doth us ; How I shall stay , though she eloign me thus , And how posterity shall know it too ; How thine may out - endure Sibyl's glory , and obscure Her who from Pindar could ...
... dear love , what thou shalt do To anger destiny , as she doth us ; How I shall stay , though she eloign me thus , And how posterity shall know it too ; How thine may out - endure Sibyl's glory , and obscure Her who from Pindar could ...
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... all being one thought of you ; Or in a thousand more , forgot that too . Yet call not this long life ; but think that I Am , by being dead , immortal ; can ghosts die ? THE LEGACY WHEN last I died , and , dear [ 65 ] √TH THE COMPUTATION.
... all being one thought of you ; Or in a thousand more , forgot that too . Yet call not this long life ; but think that I Am , by being dead , immortal ; can ghosts die ? THE LEGACY WHEN last I died , and , dear [ 65 ] √TH THE COMPUTATION.
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John Donne Charles Eliot Norton. THE LEGACY WHEN last I died , and , dear , I die As often as from thee I go , Though it be but an hour ago ( And lovers ' hours be full eternity ) I can remember yet , that I Something did say , and ...
John Donne Charles Eliot Norton. THE LEGACY WHEN last I died , and , dear , I die As often as from thee I go , Though it be but an hour ago ( And lovers ' hours be full eternity ) I can remember yet , that I Something did say , and ...
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Love Poems of John Donne: Together with the Devotion: "For Whom the Bell Tolls." John Donne Vista de fragmentos - 1946 |
Términos y frases comunes
Angels another's belief Of mutual body braver thence breath CHARLES ELIOT NORTON Countess of Bed dead death decay dost drown'd ECSTACY edition Falsehood fears fools ghost give given death's-head gone Goth grave grow hair hath heed of hating heed of loving help Lucan Homer did find hour idolatry JET RING SENT JOHN DONNE keep that hid kill kill'd lest let me love LIBRARY Little think'st thou live LOAN DEPT love and hate LOVE POEMS love This wonder LOVE'S DIET LOVE'S RECORDS lovers mandrake Marriage meant mistress mix'd Montgomery Castle move oaths Pindar plague plaguy bill poet poetry Primrose quintessence recòrds sense shadows sonnet specular stone spheres spring stay sweet salt tears take heed taught'st thee thine eye things thou art thou wast thought thy face thy heart thy love to-morrow triumph true TWICKENHAM twixt UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA unto vulgar prove weep
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Página 76 - If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two; Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show To move, but doth, if th' other do. And though it in the centre sit, Yet, when the other far doth roam, It leans, and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must, Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I begun.
Página 62 - And we join to it our strength, And we teach it art and length, Itself o'er us to advance. When thou sigh'st, thou sigh'st not wind, But sigh'st my soul away; When thou weep'st, unkindly kind, My life's blood doth decay. It cannot be That thou lov'st me as thou say'st, If in thine my life thou waste; Thou art the best of me.
Página 4 - 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 be'st 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.
Página 22 - Come, live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove, Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
Página 23 - I need not their light, having thee. Let others freeze with angling reeds, And cut their legs with shells and weeds, Or treacherously poor fish beset With strangling snare, or windowy net. Let coarse bold hands, from slimy nest The bedded fish in banks out-wrest; Or curious traitors, sleave-silk flies, Bewitch poor fishes
Página viii - To read Dryden, Pope, &c. you need only count syllables ; but to read Donne you must measure time, and discover the time of each word by the sense and passion.
Página 45 - twixt her and me. And whilst our souls negotiate there, We like sepulchral statues lay; All day, the same our postures were, And we said nothing, all the day.
Página 47 - As our blood labours to beget Spirits as like souls as it can, Because such fingers need to knit That subtle knot which makes us man: So must pure lovers...
Página 71 - On a round ball A workman that hath copies by, can lay An Europe, Afrique, and an Asia, And quickly make that, which was nothing, All, So doth each tear Which thee doth wear, A globe, yea world by that impression grow, Till thy tears mixed with mine do overflow This world, by waters sent from thee, my heaven dissolved so.
Página 36 - twas of my mind, seizing thee, Though it in thee cannot persever. For I had rather owner be Of thee one hour, than all else ever. Air and Angels Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name...