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John Donne
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(1572-1631)
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A Hymn To God The Father
Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun,
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A Lecture Upon The Shadow
Stand still, and I will read to thee
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A Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy's Day, Being The Shortest Day
'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's,
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A Valediction Of Weeping
Let me pour forth
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A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
As virtuous men pass mildly away,
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Aire And Angles
Twice or thrice had I lov'd thee,
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An Anatomy Of The World...
When that rich soul which to her heaven is gone,
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Apparition, The
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead
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Bait, The
Come live with me, and be my love,
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Cannonization, The
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
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Computation, The
For the first twenty years since yesterday
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Death Be Not Proud
Death be not proud, though some have called thee
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Ecstasy, The
Where, like a pillow on a bed
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Elegy IX: The Autumnal
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
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Elegy V: His Picture
Here take my picture; though I bid farewell
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For whom the Bell Tolls
Perchance he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he
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Funeral, The
Whoever comes to shroud me, do not harm
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Go and Catach a Falling Star
Go and catch a falling star,
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Good-Morrow, The
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
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Holy Sonnet ?
Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?
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Holy Sonnet X
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
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Holy Sonnet XIV
Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you
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HOLY SONNETS: Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
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Hym To God, My God In My Sickness
Since I am coming to that holy room,
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Indifferent, The
I can love both fair and brown;
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Love's Alchemy
Some that have deeper digg'd love's mine than I,
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Love's Usury
For every hour that thou wilt spare me now,
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Loves' Infiniteness
If yet I have not all thy love,
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On The Progress Of The Soul...
Forget this rotten world, and unto thee
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Relic, The
When my grave is broke up again
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Satire III
Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids
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Sun Rising, The
Busy old fool, unruly Sun,
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Sweetest Love, I do not go
Sweetest love, I do not go,
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To His Mistress Going to Bed
Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defy,
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