The Poems of John Donne, Volume 1 (of 2): Edited from the Old Editions and Numerous ManuscriptsDonne, John
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The Poems of John Donne, Volume 1 (of 2): Edited from the Old Editions and Numerous Manuscripts
Donne, John
English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700
He that cannot chuse but love,
And strives against it still,
Never shall my fancy move;
For he loves 'gaynst his will;
Nor he which is all his own, 5
And can att pleasure chuse,
When I am caught he can be gone,
And when he list refuse.
Nor he that loves none but faire,
For such by all are sought; 10
Nor he that can for foul ones care,
For his Judgement then is nought:
Nor he that hath wit, for he
Will make me his jest or slave;
Nor a fool, for when others..., 15
He can neither....
Nor he that still his Mistresse payes,
For she is thrall'd therefore:
Nor he that payes not, for he sayes
Within, shee's worth no more. 20
Is there then no kinde of men
Whom I may freely prove?
I will vent that humour then
In mine own selfe love.
[<Selfe Love.> _title given by Chambers:_ _no title, 1650-69_
(_in appendix_), _JC_, _O'F_]
[4 'gaynst _JC_, _O'F:_ against _1650-69_]
[6 And can ... chuse, _JC:_ And cannot pleasure chuse,
_1650-69:_ And can all pleasures chuse, _O'F_]
[11 foul ones] fouleness _O'F_]
[14 slave; _1719:_ slave _1650-69_]
[15 fool, _1719:_ fool _1650-69_]
[17 payes, _JC_, _O'F:_ prays, _1650-69_]
[19 payes not,] payes, not, _1650-69_]
[20 Within, _Ed:_ Within _1650-69_]
_The end of the Songs and Sonets._
* * * * *
EPIGRAMS.
_Hero_ and _Leander_.
Both rob'd of aire, we both lye in one ground,
Both whom one fire had burnt, one water drownd.
[Hero and Leander. _1633-69_, _A18_, _HN_, _N_, _O'F_, _TCC_,
_TCD_, _W_]
_Pyramus_ and _Thisbe_.
Two, by themselves, each other, love and feare
Slaine, cruell friends, by parting have joyn'd here.
[Pyramus and Thisbe. _1633-69_, _A18_, _Cy_, _HN_, _N_, _O'F_,
_TCC_, _TCD_, _W_]
[1: feare] feare, _Chambers, and Grolier_ (_which drops all
the other commas_)]
_Niobe._
By childrens births, and death, I am become
So dry, that I am now mine owne sad tombe.
[Niobe. _1633-69_, _A18_, _HN_, _N_, _O'F_, _TCC_, _TCD_, _W_]
[2: mine owne sad tombe. _1633-69:_ mine owne tombe. _A18_,
_N_, _TC:_ made mine owne tombe. _HN_, _W_]
_A burnt ship._
Out of a fired ship, which, by no way
But drowning, could be rescued from the flame,
Some men leap'd forth, and ever as they came
Neere the foes ships, did by their shot decay;
So all were lost, which in the ship were found,
They in the sea being burnt, they in the burnt ship drown'd.
[A burnt ship. _1633-69_, _A18_, _N_, _TCC_, _TCD:_ Nave arsa.
_W:_ De Nave arsa. _O'F_. _See note_]
_Fall of a wall._
Vnder an undermin'd, and shot-bruis'd wall
A too-bold Captaine perish'd by the fall,
Whose brave misfortune, happiest men envi'd,
That had a towne for tombe, his bones to hide.
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