Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Holy Sonnets: Since She Whom I Lov'D Hath Paid Her Last Debt
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debtTo nature, and to hers, and my good is dead,And her soul early into heaven ravished,Wholly in heavenly..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xi: Spit In My Face You Jewes
Spit in my face you Jewes, and pierce my side,Buffet, and scoffe, scourge, and crucifie mee,For I have sinn'd, and sinn'd, and onely hee,Who could do..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xvi: Father
Father, part of his double interestUnto thy kingdome, thy Sonne gives to mee,His joynture in the knottie TrinitieHee keepes, and gives to me his..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Iii: O Might Those Sighes
O might those sighes and teares returne againeInto my breast and eyes, which I have spent,That I might in this holy discontentMourne with some fruit..
© John Donne
A Licentious Person
Thy sins and hairs may no man equal call ;For, as thy sins increase, thy hairs do fall.
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Vii: At The Round Earth's
At the round earths imagin'd corners, blowYour trumpets, Angells, and arise, ariseFrom death, you numberlesse infinitiesOf soules, and to your..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xii: Why Are We By All Creatures Waited On?
Why are we by all creatures waited on?Why do the prodigal elements supplyLife and food to me, being more pure than I,Simple, and further from..
© John Donne
Elegy Vi
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serveWhom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve;Poorly enrich't with great men's words or looks;Nor so..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xvi: Father, Part Of His Double Interest
Father, part of his double interestUnto thy kingdom, thy Son gives to me,His jointure in the knotty TrinityHe keeps, and gives to me his death's..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xv: Wilt Thou Love God, As He Thee? Then Digest
Wilt thou love God, as he thee? Then digest,My soul, this wholesome meditation,How God the Spirit, by angels waited onIn heaven, doth make his Temple..
© John Donne
Satire Iv
Well; I may now receive, and die. My sinIndeed is great, but yet I have been inA purgatory, such as fear'd hell isA recreation and scant map of..
© John Donne
Resurrection, Imperfect
Sleep sleep old Sun, thou canst not have repastAs yet, the wound thou took’st on friday last;Sleep then, and rest; The world may bearer thy stay,A..
© John Donne
On The Lady Elizabeth, And Count Palatine Being Married On St. Valentine's Day
Hail Bishop Valentine, whose day this is,All the air is thy Diocese,And all the chirping choristersAnd other birds are thy parishioners,Thou marryest..
© John Donne
Annunciation
Salvation to all that will is nigh;That All, which always is all everywhere,Which cannot sin, and yet all sins must bear,Which cannot die, yet cannot..
© John Donne
The Computation
For the first twenty years since yesterdayI scarce believed thou couldst be gone away;For forty more I fed on favors past,And forty on hopes that..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xiii: What If This Present Were The World's Last Night?
What if this present were the world's last night?Mark in my heart, O soul, where thou dost dwell,The picture of Christ crucified, and tellWhether..
© John Donne
Elegy Iii: Change
Although thy hand and faith, and good works too,Have seal'd thy love which nothing should undo,Yea though thou fall back, that apostasyConfirm thy..
© John Donne
Elegy Viii: The Comparison
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still,As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill,As the almighty balm of th' early East,Such are the..
© John Donne
The Damp
When I am dead, and doctors know not why,And my friends' curiosityWill have me cut up to survey each part,—When they shall find your picture in my..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xv: Wilt Thou Love God
Wilt thou love God, as he thee? then digest,My Soule, this wholsome meditation,How God the Spirit, by Angels waited onIn heaven, doth make his Temple..
© John Donne
On The Progress Of The Soul...
Forget this rotten world, and unto theeLet thine own times as an old story be.Be not concern'd; study not why, nor when;Do not so much as not believe..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xviii: Show Me, Dear Christ
Show me, dear Christ, thy Spouse, so bright and clear.What! is it She, which on the other shoreGoes richly painted? or which, robbed and tore,Laments..
© John Donne
The Calm
Our storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage,A stupid calm, but nothing it, doth 'suage.The fable is inverted, and far moreA block afflicts..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xviii: Show Me, Dear Christ, Thy Spouse, So Bright And Clear
Show me, dear Christ, thy Spouse, so bright and clear.What! is it She, which on the other shoreGoes richly painted? or which, robbed and tore,Laments..
© John Donne
Eclogue
ALLOPHANES.UNSEASONABLE man, statue of ice,What could to countries solitude enticeThee, in this year's cold and decrepit time ?Nature's instinct..
© John Donne