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 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
Holy Sonnet Xix: Oh, To Vex Me, Contraries Meet In One
Oh, to vex me, contraries meet in one:Inconstancy unnaturally hath begotA constant habit; that when I would notI change in vows, and in devotion.As..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xi: Spit In My Face You Jews, And Pierce My Side
Spit in my face you Jews, and pierce my side,Buffet, and scoff, scourge, and crucify me,For I have sinned, and sinned, and only heWho could do no..
© John Donne
The Dissolution
She's dead; and all which dieTo their first elements resolve;And we were mutual elements to us,And made of one another.My body then doth hers..
© John Donne
Hero And Leander
Both robb'd of air, we both lie in one ground ;Both whom one fire had burnt, one water drown'd
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Vi: This Is My Playes Last Scene
This is my playes last scene, here heavens appointMy pilgrimages last mile; and my raceIdly, yet quickly runne, hath this last pace,My spans last..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Ii: As Due By Many Titles I Resign
As due by many titles I resignMy self to Thee, O God; first I was madeBy Thee, and for Thee, and when I was decayedThy blood bought that, the which..
© John Donne
Elegy Vii
Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love,And in that sophistry, Oh, thou dost proveToo subtle: Foole, thou didst not understandThe mystic language..
© John Donne
Elegy Ii: The Anagram
Marry, and love thy Flavia, for sheHath all things whereby others beautious be,For, though her eyes be small, her mouth is great,Though they be..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Ix: If Poisonous Minerals, And If That Tree
If poisonous minerals, and if that treeWhose fruit threw death on else immortal us,If lecherous goats, if serpents enviousCannot be damned, alas, why..
© John Donne
To His Mistress Going To Bed
Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defy,Until I labour, I in labour lie.The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,Is tired with standing though..
© John Donne
Elegy Ix: The Autumnal
No spring nor summer beauty hath such graceAs I have seen in one autumnal face.Young beauties force our love, and that's a rape,This doth but..
© John Donne
Satire Iii
Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbidsThose tears to issue which swell my eyelids;I must not laugh, nor weep sins and be wise;Can railing..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Xiv
Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for youAs yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bendYour..
© John Donne
That Time And Absence Proves Rather Helps Than Hurts To Loves
ABSENCE, hear thou my protestation Against thy strength, Distance and length:Do what thou canst for alteration, For hearts of truest..
© John Donne
Elegy Iv: The Perfume
Once, and but once found in thy company,All thy supposed escapes are laid on me;And as a thief at bar is questioned thereBy all the men that have..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet Ii: As Due By Many Titles
As due by many titles I resigneMy selfe to thee, O God, first I was madeBy thee, and for thee, and when I was decay'dThy blood bought that, the which..
© John Donne
The Apparition
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am deadAnd that thou think'st thee freeFrom all solicitation from me,Then shall my ghost come to thy bed,And thee..
© John Donne
Elegy Xiii: His Parting From Her
SINCE she must go, and I must mourn, come night,Environ me with darkness, whilst I write ;Shadow that hell unto me, which aloneI am to suffer when my..
© John Donne
Holy Sonnet V: I Am A Little World
I am a little world made cunninglyOf Elements, and an Angelike spright,But black sinne hath betraid to endlesse nightMy worlds both parts, and (oh)..
© John Donne
The Undertaking
I have done one braver thingThan all the Worthies did,And yet a braver thence doth spring,Which is, to keep that hid.It were but madness now..
© John Donne
Good Friday, 1613. Riding Westward
Let mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in this,The intelligence that moves, devotion isAnd as the other Spheares, by being growneSubject to forraigne..
© John Donne