Quote #22

Oh do not die, for I shall hate All women so, when thou art gone.

More from John Donne

  1. When I died last, and dear, I die As often as from thee I go.
  2. Twice and thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.
  3. But think that we Are but turned aside to sleep.
  4. 'Tis true, 'tis day; what though it be? O wilt thou therefore rise from me? Why should we rise, because 'tis light? Did we lie down, becaus…
  5. Yesternight the sun went hence, And yet is here today.
  6. All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by a year…
  7. 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, …
  8. Send home my long strayed eyes to me, Which (Oh) too long have dwelt on thee.

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