Quote #19

Yesternight the sun went hence, And yet is here today.

More from John Donne

  1. Sweetest love, I do not go, For weariness of thee, Nor in hope the world can show A fitter love for me; But since that I Must die at last, …
  2. But think that we Are but turned aside to sleep.
  3. Who are a little wise, the best fools be.
  4. When I died last, and dear, I die As often as from thee I go.
  5. I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so In whining poetry.
  6. Oh do not die, for I shall hate All women so, when thou art gone.
  7. As well a well-wrought urn becomes The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs.
  8. Twice and thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.

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