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    Selected Poems
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    Selected Poems

    By John Donne

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    Considered by many critics the foremost English "metaphysical" poet, John Donne (1572–1631) earned renown for both sacred and secular verse, his love poems in the latter genre ranking among his most original and popular works. Brilliant and wide-ranging, Donne's verse is distinguished by its passion, insight, and inspired use of striking metaphors or "conceits." This volume contains a rich selection of the poet's best work, including, from the Songs and Sonnets: "The Good Morrow," "The Canonization," "The Relic," and "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning"; from the Elegies: "On His Mistress" and "To His Mistress Going to Bed"; a selection from the Holy Sonnets (including "Death Be Not Proud"); "Good Friday. 1613. Riding Westward," "Hymn to God My God, in My Sickness" and many more.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDover Publications
    Release dateApr 12, 2012
    ISBN9780486153599
    Selected Poems
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    John Donne

    John Donne was born in 1572 and, a Roman Catholic in his youth, took Anglican Orders in 1615 and was Dean of St. Paul’s from 1621 until his death. His poetry, though forgotten for a long period, is the finest example of the so-called ‘metaphysical’ style, learned, allusive and witty. It is both highly physical and highly spiritual, with no distinction in method between the sacred and secular poems.

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    • 5/5
      Anything with Donne's poetry gets five stars from me, although I prefer other editions more than this one. As I said in another review:Donne remains my favorite poet after all these years. This one volume collection has pretty much everything you would want including his great prose pieces where such quotations as "no man is an island" come from. (I'm sticking to modern spelling!) Some say Donne is too intellectual or scientific in his verse--too much clever logic--but I think real feeling comes through, not just cleverness.
    • 4/5
      This is a pretty good selection if all you want is a smattering of Donne. His "major" poems are all in here, so you won't miss anything of major interest. Donne is a great poet for people who are new to poetry. He is clear enough for the begining poetry reader, but you can take his work very, very far.
    • 4/5
      This collection of John Donne materials is edited and loosely annotated by Shaaber, who also updated the spellings. "Go and catch a falling star..." instead of "Goe, and catche a falling starre...".
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      I remember some of the poems from high school and college, but others were new to me. Nice collection.

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    Selected Poems - John Donne

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    DOVER THRIFT EDITIONS

    GENERAL EDITOR: STANLEY APPELBAUM

    EDITOR OF THIS VOLUME: SHANE WELLER

    Copyright

    Copyright © 1993 by Dover Publications, Inc. All rights reserved.

    Bibliographical Note

    This Dover edition, first published in 1993, is a new selection of poems, reprinted from John Donne: Complete Poetry and Selected Prose, published by the Nonesuch Press, Bloomsbury, in 1929. The Note and the alphabetical lists of titles and first lines have been prepared specially for the present edition, in which the spelling of the texts has been modernized.

    Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

    Donne, John, 1572—1631.

    [Poems. Selections]

    Selected poems / John Donne.

    p. cm.—(Dover thrift editions)

    A new selection of poems, reprinted from Complete poetry and selected prose, published in 1929.

    Includes index.

    9780486153599

    I. Title. II. Series.

    PR2246. D67 1993

    821’. 3—dc20

    93-21800 CIP

    Manufactured in the United States by Courier Corporation

    27788708

    www.doverpublications.com

    Note

    A learned and original master of paradox, John Donne (1572—1631) is now recognized as the foremost poet of the Jacobean age. From his early erotic and satiric verse to the later religious poetry, he displays what Coleridge has eloquently described as Rhyme’s sturdy cripple, fancy’s maze and clue / Wits forge and fire-blast, meanings press and screw. His work, both the secular and the religious, is also one of the finest treatments in English literature of the themes of fidelity and betrayal, conviction and skepticism.

    Most of Donne’s greatest poetic achievements remained unpublished until after his death—although the two long Anniversaries, not included here, were published in 1611 and 1612—and there is still considerable uncertainty about the dates of composition of many of the poems, particularly the Songs and Sonnets, which some claim belong to the 1590s, others placing them in the first decade of the seventeenth century. Scholars have had somewhat more success dating the divine poems: La Corona and the first group of Holy Sonnets were most probably written between 1607 and 1609. Although the arrangement of the present selection is generic, not chronological, still it does give, in outline at least, some sense of Donne’s poetic development.

    In the present edition the spelling has been modernized.

    Table of Contents

    Title Page

    Copyright Page

    Note

    The Good Morrow

    Song

    Woman’s Constancy

    The Undertaking

    The Sun Rising

    The Indifferent

    The Canonization

    The Triple Fool

    Song

    The Legacy

    A Fever

    Air and Angels

    Break of Day

    The Anniversary

    A Valediction: of My Name, in the Window

    Twickenham Garden

    A Valediction: of Weeping

    The Flea

    The Curse

    A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy’s Day, Being the Shortest Day

    Witchcraft by a Picture

    The Bait

    The Apparition

    The Broken Heart

    A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning

    The Ecstasy

    Love’s Deity

    The Funeral

    The Blossom

    The Relic

    A Lecture upon the Shadow

    A Burnt Ship

    Fall of a Wall

    Cales and Guiana

    An Obscure Writer

    The Liar

    Elegy I: Jealousy

    Elegy II: The Anagram

    Elegy V: His Picture

    Elegy IX: The Autumnal

    Elegy XVI: On His Mistress

    Elegy XIX: To His Mistress Going to Bed

    An Epithalamion, or Marriage Song on the Lady Elizabeth and Count Palatine Being Married on St. Valentine’s Day

    Satire I

    Satire III

    To Mr. Christopher Brooke

    To Mr. Rowland Woodward

    To the Countess of Bedford on New Year’s Day

    Elegy on the Lady Markham

    La Corona

    Holy Sonnets

    Good Friday, 1613. Riding Westward

    A Hymn to Christ, at the Author’s Last Going into Germany

    Hymn to God My God, in My Sickness

    A Hymn to God the Father

    Alphabetical List of Titles

    Alphabetical List of First Lines

    DOVER · THRIFT · EDITIONS

    The Good Morrow

    I wonder by my troth, what thou, and I

    Did, till we loved? were we not weaned till then?

    But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?

    Or snorted we in the seven sleepers’ den?

    ‘Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.

    If ever any beauty I did see,

    Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.

    And now good morrow to our waking souls,

    Which watch not one another out of fear;

    For love, all love of other sights controls,

    And makes one little room, an everywhere.

    Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,

    Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,

    Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.

    My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,

    And true plain hearts do in the faces rest,

    Where can we find two better hemispheres

    Without sharp north, without declining west?

    Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;

    If our two loves be one, or, thou and I

    Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.

    Song

    Go, and catch a falling star,

    Get with child a mandrake root,

    Tell me, where all past years are,

    Or who cleft the devil’s foot,

    Teach me to hear mermaids singing,

    Or to keep off envy’s stinging,

    And find

    What wind

    Serves to advance an honest mind.

    If thou beest born to strange sights,

    Things invisible to see,

    Ride ten thousand days and nights,

    Till age snow white hairs on thee,

    Thou, when thou return’st, wilt tell me

    All strange wonders that befell thee,

    And swear

    Nowhere

    Lives a woman true, and fair.

    If thou findst one, let me know,

    Such a pilgrimage were sweet;

    Yet do not, I would not go,

    Though at next door we might meet,

    Though she were true, when you met her,

    And last, till you write your letter,

    Yet she

    Will be

    False, ere I come, to two, or three.

    Woman’s Constancy

    Now thou hast loved me one whole day,

    Tomorrow when thou leav’st, what wilt thou say?

    Wilt thou then antedate some new made vow?

    Or say that now

    We are not just those persons, which we were?

    Or, that oaths made in reverential fear

    Of love, and his wrath, any may forswear?

    Or, as true deaths, true marriages untie,

    So lovers’ contracts, images of those,

    Bind but till sleep, death’s image, them unloose?

    Or, your own end to justify,

    For having purposed change, and falsehood, you

    Can have no way but falsehood to be true?

    Vain lunatic, against these ’scapes I could

    Dispute, and conquer, if I would,

    Which I abstain to do,

    For by tomorrow, I may think so too.

    The Undertaking

    I have done one braver thing

    Than all the Worthies did,

    And yet a braver thence doth spring,

    Which is, to keep that hid.

    It were but madness now t’impart

    The skill of specular stone,

    When he which can have learned

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