John Donne Selected Poems-2
MARK but this,
tle t w me is ;
It suckd me first, and nohee,
And in two bloods mingled be.
t t t be said
A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead ;
Yet t woo,
And pamperd swo ;
And than we would do.
O stay, three lives in one flea spare,
, yea, more than married are.
this
Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is.
ts grudge, and you, ,
And cloisterd in t.
t to kill me,
Let not to t self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three.
Cruel and sudden, thou since
Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence?
y be,
Except in t drop hee?
Yet triump, and sayst t thou
Findst not the weaker now.
tis true ; then learn how false fears be ;
Just so muc to me,
ill e, as took life from thee.
I ONDER by my trot thou and I
Did, till ill then ?
But suckd on country pleasures, childishly ?
Or snorted he Seven Sleepers den ?
t this, all pleasures fancies be ;
If ever any beauty I did see,
, t a dream of thee.
And noo our waking souls,
c one anot of fear ;
For love all love of ots controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone ;
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown ;
Let us possess one world ; each one, and is one.
My face in thine in mine appears,
And true