The day breaks not, it is my heart. John Donne More Quotes by John Donne More Quotes From John Donne Women are like the arts, forced unto none, Open to all searchers, unprized, if unknown. John Donne searcherswomenart Who knows his virtues name or place, hath none. John Donne virtuenamesknows Our faults are not seen, But past us; neither felt, but only in The punishment. John Donne punishmentfaultspast Christ beats his drum, but he does not press men; Christ is served with voluntaries. John Donne christianmenjesus Let not thy divining heart Forethink me any ill; Destiny may take thy part, And may thy fears fulfill. John Donne destinyheartmay Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below. John Donne rovingsexhands Nature hath no goal though she hath law. John Donne naturegoallaw Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me. John Donne infatuationchastetake-me God affords no man the comfort, the false comfort of Atheism: He will not allow a pretending Atheist the power to flatter himself, so far, as to seriously think there is no God. John Donne atheistmenthinking Send home my long strayed eyes to me, Which (Oh) too long have dwelt on thee. John Donne eyehomelong And when a whirl-winde hath blowne the dust of the Churchyard into the Church, and man sweeps out the dust of the Church into the Church-yard, who will undertake to sift those dusts again, and to pronounce, This is the Patrician, this is the noble flower, and this the yeomanly, this the Plebian bran. John Donne dustflowermen It is too little to call man a little world; Except God, man is a diminutive to nothing. John Donne littlesmenworld What if this present were the world's last night? John Donne what-ifnighthistory Oh do not die, for I shall hate All women so, when thou art gone. John Donne womenhateart I would not that death should take me asleep. I would not have him merely seize me, and only declare me to be dead, but win me, and overcome me. When I must shipwreck, I would do it in a sea, where mine impotency might have some excuse; not in a sullen weedy lake, where I could not have so much as exercise for my swimming. John Donne swimmingexercisedeath Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys. John Donne bodysouljoy But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner. John Donne executionerssabotagemy-own Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. John Donne shiningblowheart Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it. No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and ripened by it and made fit for God. John Donne afflictiontreasuremen I neglect God and his angles for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door. John Donne whiningnoisedoors
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