John Donne's Songs and Sonnets

John Donne's Songs and Sonnets | The Canonization

For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love;

Or chide my palsy, or my gout;

My five gray hairs, or ruin’d fortune flout;

With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve;

Take you a course, get you a place,

Observe His Honour, or His Grace;

Or the King’s real, or his stamp’d face

Contemplate; what you will, approve,

So you will let me love.

Alas! alas! who’s injur’d by my love?

What merchant’s ships have my sighs drown’d?

Who says my tears have overflow’d his ground?

When did my colds...

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