The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety. — John Donne Copy Share Image
How great love is, presence best trial makes, But absence tries how long this love will be. — John Donne Copy Share Image
Twice or thrice had I loved thee before I knew thy face or name, so in a voice, so in a shapeless… — John Donne Copy Share Image
“ The Good-Morrow I wonder by my troth, what thou, and I Did, till we lov'd? Were we not wean'd till then?… — John Donne Copy Share Image
...Whatever dies was not mixed equally, If our two loves be one Or thou and I love so alike That none can… — John Donne Copy Share Image
“I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so In whining poetry; But where's that wiseman, that would not… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life. — John Donne Copy Share Image
All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but… — John Donne Copy Share Image
We study health, and we deliberate upon our meats and drink and air and exercises, and we hew and we polish every stone that… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 A memory of yesterday's pleasures, a fear of tomorrow's dangers, a straw under my… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Various content To your eyes, ears, and tongue, and every part. If then your body go, what need you a heart? — John Donne Copy Share Image
“Batter my heart, three-person'd God ; for you As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ; That I may rise,… — John Donne Copy Share Image
That which attempts to elevate the ugly to the level of beauty becomes neither; but an obscenity. — John Donne Copy Share Image
For I am every dead thing In whom love wrought new alchemy For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull… — John Donne Copy Share Image
As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and… — John Donne Copy Share Image
All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by… — John Donne Copy Share Image
