Love's Alchemy (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) Hope not for mind in women; at their best Sweetness and wit, they'are but mummy, possess'd. continue reading
Love's Deity (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) As though I felt the worst that love could do? Love might make me leave loving, or might try A deeper plague, to make her love me too... continue reading
Love's Usury (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) This bargain's good; if when I'm old, I be Inflamed by thee, If thine own honour, or my shame, or pain, Thou covet most, at that age thou shalt gain. continue reading
Lovers' Infiniteness (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) Thou canst not every day give me thy heart; If thou canst give it, then thou never gavest it: Love's riddles are, that though thy heart depart, It stays at home, and thou with losing savest it... continue reading
Prohibition, The (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) Love me, that I may die the gentler way, Hate me, because thy love is too great for me. Or let these two, themselves not me decay; So shall I live, thy stage not triumph be... continue reading
Relique, The (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) First, we lov'd well and faithfully, Yet knew not what wee lov'd, nor why, Difference of sex no more wee knew, Than our Guardian Angels doe; Coming and going... continue reading
Self-Love (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) He that cannot choose but love, And strives against it still, Never shall my fancy move, For he loves 'gainst his will... continue reading
Triple Fool, The (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) I am two fools, I know - For loving, and for saying so In whining poetry; But where's that wiseman that would not be I, If she would not deny? continue reading
Woman's Constancy (by: John Donne (1573 - 1631)) Now thou hast loved me one whole day, To-morrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say? Wilt thou then antedate some new-made vow? continue reading
