For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love. John Donne godholdlove Change image and share on social
Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail. John Donne jailpalacethou Change image and share on social
Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run? John Donne busycallcurtain Change image and share on social
Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp. John Donne artgraspman Change image and share on social
When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language. John Donne bookchapterlanguage Change image and share on social
And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it. John Donne calldirectdoubt Change image and share on social
I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry. John Donne foollovepoetry Change image and share on social
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies. John Donne beautybuildlove Change image and share on social
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification. John Donne beginhumiliationsanctification Change image and share on social