
Poetry
A collection of John Donne’s poetry.
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- Imprint
- Dedication
- The Good-Morrow
- Song: Go and Catch a Falling Star
- Woman’s Constancy
- The Undertaking
- The Sun Rising
- The Indifferent
- Love’s Usury
- The Canonization
- The Triple Fool
- Lovers’ Infiniteness
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- Song: Sweetest Love, I Do Not Go
- The Legacy
- A Fever
- Air and Angels
- Break of Day: ’Tis True, ’Tis Day; What Though It Be?
- The Anniversary
- A Valediction of My Name, in the Window
- Twickenham Garden
- A Valediction to His Book
- Community
- Love’s Growth
- Love’s Exchange
- Confined Love
- The Dream
- A Valediction of Weeping
- Love’s Alchemy
- The Flea
- The Curse
- The Message
- A Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy’s Day, Being the Shortest Day
- Witchcraft by a Picture
- The Bait
- The Apparition
- The Broken Heart
- A Valediction Forbidding Mourning
- The Ecstacy
- Love’s Deity
- Love’s Diet
- The Will
- The Funeral
- The Blossom
- The Primrose, Being at Montgomery Castle Upon the Hill, on Which It Is Situate
- The Relic
- The Damp
- The Dissolution
- A Jet Ring Sent
- Negative Love
- The Prohibition
- The Expiration
- The Computation
- The Paradox
- Farewell to Love
- A Lecture Upon the Shadow
- The Token
- Self-Love
- Hero and Leander
- Pyramus and Thisbe
- Niobe
- A Burnt Ship
- Fall of a Wall
- A Lame Beggar
- Cales and Guyana
- Sir John Wingfield
- A Self-Accuser
- A Licentious Person
- Antiquary
- Disinherited
- Phryne
- An Obscure Writer
- Klockius
- Raderus
- Mercurius Gallo-Belgicus
- Ralphius
- The Liar
- Elegy I: Jealousy
- Elegy II: The Anagram
- Elegy III: Change
- Elegy IV: The Perfume
- Elegy V: His Picture
- Elegy VI: O, Let Me Not Serve So, as Those Men Serve
- Elegy VII: Nature’s Lay Idiot, I Taught Thee to Love
- Elegy VIII: The Comparison
- Elegy IX: The Autumnal
- Elegy X: The Dream
- Elegy XI: The Bracelet
- Elegy XII: His Parting from Her
- Elegy XIII: Julia
- Elegy XIV: A Tale of a Citizen and His Wife
- Elegy XV: The Expostulation
- Elegy XVI: On His Mistress
- Elegy XVII: Variety
- Elegy XVIII: Love’s Progress
- Elegy XIX: To His Mistress Going to Bed
- Elegy XX: Love’s War
- Heroical Epistle
- An Epithalamion, or Marriage Song on the Lady Elizabeth and Count Palatine Being Married on St. Valentine’s Day
- Eclogue
- Epithalamion Made at Lincoln’s Inn
- Satire I
- Satire II
- Satire III
- Satire IV
- Satire V
- Upon Mr. Thomas Coryat’s Crudities
- The Storm
- The Calm
- To Sir Henry Wotton: Sir, More Than Kisses, Letters Mingle Souls
- To Sir Henry Goodyere
- To Mr. Rowland Woodward: Like One Who in Her Third Widowhood Doth Profess
- To Sir Henry Wotton: Here’s No More News Than Virtue; I May as Well
- Henrico Wottoni in Hibernia Belligeranti
- To the Countess of Bedford: Reason Is Our Soul’s Left Hand, Faith Her Right
- To the Countess of Bedford: You Have Refined Me, and to Worthiest Things
- To Sir Edward Herbert, Now Lord Herbert Cherbury, Being at the Siege of Juliers
- To the Countess of Bedford: To Have Written Then, When You Writ, Seem’d to Me
- To the Countess of Bedford, on New Year’s Day
- To the Countess of Huntingdon: Man to God’s Image, Eve to Man’s Was Made
- To Mr. Thomas Woodward: All Hail, Sweet Poet, More Full of More Strong Fire
- To Mr. Thomas Woodward: Haste Thee, Harsh Verse, as Fast as Thy Lame Measure
- To Mr. Thomas Woodward: Pregnant Again with th’ Old Twins, Hope and Fear
- To Mr. Thomas Woodward: At Once from Hence My Lines and I Depart
- To Mr. Rowland Woodward: Zealously My Muse Doth Salute All Thee
- To Mr. Rowland Woodward: Muse Not That by Thy Mind Thy Body Is Led
- To Mr. Christopher Brooke: Thy Friend, Whom Thy Deserts to Thee Enchain
- To Mr. Edward Guilpin
- To Mr. Rowland Woodward: If, as Mine Is, Thy Life a Slumber Be
- To Mr. Rowland Woodward: Kindly I Envy Thy Song’s Perfection
- To Mr. Samuel Brooke
- To Mr. I. L.: Of That Short Roll of Friends Writ in My Heart
- To Mr. Basil Brooke
- To Mr. I. L.: Blest Are Your North Parts, for All This Long Time
- To Sir Henry Wotton at His Going Ambassador to Venice
- To Mrs. Magdalen Herbert
- To the Countess of Bedford: Honour Is So Sublime Perfection
- To the Countess of Bedford: Though I Be Dead and Buried, Yet I Have
- A Letter to the Lady Carey, and Mistress Essex Rich, from Amiens
- To the Countess of Salisbury, August 1614
- To the Lady Bedford
- An Anatomy of the World
- To the Praise of the Dead, and the Anatomy
- An Anatomy of the World
- A Funeral Elegy
- The Harbinger to the Progress
- Of the Progress of the Soul
- Elegy Upon the Untimely Death of the Incomparable Prince Henry
- Obsequies of the Lord Harrington, Brother to the Countess of Bedford
- Elegy on the Lady Markham
- Elegy on Mistress Boulstred
- Elegy
- Elegy on the Lord Chancellor
- A Hymn to the Saints, and to Marquis Hamilton
- Epitaph on Himself
- Omnibus
- Infinitati Sacrum: Metempsychosis
- Epistle
- The Progress of the Soul
- To the Earl of Doncaster, with Six Holy Sonnets
- I: La Corona
- II: Annunciation
- III: Nativity
- IV: Temple
- V: Crucifying
- VI: Resurrection
- VII: Ascension
- To the Lady Magdalen Herbert, of St. Mary Magdalen
- I
- II
- III
- IV
- V
- VI
- VII
- VIII
- IX
- X
- XI
- XII
- XIII
- XIV
- XV
- XVI
- XVII
- XVIII
- XIX
- The Cross
- Resurrection, Imperfect
- The Annunciation and Passion
- Good-Friday, 1613, Riding Westward
- A Litany
- Upon the Translation of the Psalms by Sir Philip Sidney, and the Countess of Pembroke, His Sister
- Ode: Vengeance Will Sit Above Our Faults; But Till
- To Mr. Tilman After He Had Taken Orders
- A Hymn to Christ, at the Author’s Last Going Into Germany
- Chapter I
- Chapter II
- Chapter III
- Chapter IV
- Chapter V
- Hymn to God, My God, in My Sickness
- A Hymn to God the Father
- Colophon
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