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").
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
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