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| Emptyhead,05.10.2006 | I was actually reading Quevedo, but the link to metaphysical poets just took me to this guy. I found here, as much as in Quevedo's sonnets, that concentration, that packed verse, like "And quickly make that, which was nothing, all". So good!!!
A VALEDICTION OF WEEPING.
by John Donne
LET me pour forth
My tears before thy face, whilst I stay here,
For thy face coins them, and thy stamp they bear,
And by this mintage they are something worth.
For thus they be
Pregnant of thee ;
Fruits of much grief they are, emblems of more ;
When a tear falls, that thou fall'st which it bore ;
So thou and I are nothing then, when on a divers shore.
On a round ball
A workman, that hath copies by, can lay
An Europe, Afric, and an Asia,
And quickly make that, which was nothing, all.
So doth each tear,
Which thee doth wear,
A globe, yea world, by that impression grow,
Till thy tears mix'd with mine do overflow
This world, by waters sent from thee, my heaven dissolvèd so.
O ! more than moon,
Draw not up seas to drown me in thy sphere ;
Weep me not dead, in thine arms, but forbear
To teach the sea, what it may do too soon ;
Let not the wind
Example find
To do me more harm than it purposeth :
Since thou and I sigh one another's breath,
Whoe'er sighs most is cruellest, and hastes the other's death.
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| Emptyhead,05.10.2006 | | By the way, there also were a couple of guys whose last name goes as Herbert. So, one of them, also metaphysical poet, wrote a book which title is "The Temple, Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations". Pretty META-PHYSICAL!!! | | |
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