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The Poems of John Donne; Letters to Several Personages. Funeral Elegies. Divine Poems. Elegies Upon the Author. Notes
The Poems of John Donne Letters to Several Personages Funeral Elegies Divine Poems Elegies Upon the Author Notes Author:John Donne General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1895 Original Publisher: The Grolier Club Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you ca... more »n select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: DIVINE POEMS. HOLY SONNETS. LA CORONA. 1. Deign at my hands this crown of prayer and praise Weaved in my low1 devout melancholy, Thou, which of good hast, yea, art treasury, All-changing unchanged Ancient of days, But do not with a vile crown of frail bays Reward my Muse's white sincerity, But what thy thorny crown gained, that give me, A crown of glory which doth flower always. The ends crown our works, but thou crown'st our ends, For at our end a begins our endless rest; The first last end, now zealously possest With a strong sober thirst, my soul attends. 'T is time that heart and voice be lifted high, Salvation to all that will is nigh. ANNUNCIATION. 2. Salvation to all that will is nigh ; That All which always is all everywhere, 1 lone. 2 ends. 1 his, 1669. 2 effect, ibid. 3 eye. Which cannot sin and yet all sins must bear, Which cannot die, yet cannot choose but die, Lo, faithful Virgin, yields himself to lie In prison in thy womb; and though he there Can take no sin, nor thou give, yet he '11 wear, Taken from thence, flesh which death's force may try. Ere by the spheres time was created, thou Wast in his mind (who is thy son and brother), Whom thou conceiv'dst conceived; yea, thou art now Thy Maker's maker and thy Father's mother, Thou hast light in dark, and shut'st in little room Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb. Nativity. 3. Immensity, cloistered in thy dear womb, Now leaves his well-beloved imprisonment; There he hath made himself to his intent Weak enough now into our world to come; But oh, for th...« less