Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DISSOLUTION, by JOHN DONNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: She is dead; and all which die Last Line: A latter bullet may o'rtake, the pouder being more. Subject(s): Love - Loss Of | ||||||||
She is dead; And all which die To their first Elements resolve; And wee were mutuall Elements to us, And made of one another. My body then doth hers involve, And those things whereof I consist, hereby In me abundant grow, and burdenous, And nourish not, but smother. My fire of Passion, sighes of ayre, Water of teares, and earthly sad despaire, Which my materialls bee, But neere worne out by loves securitie, Shee, to my losse, both by her death repaire, And I might live long wretched so But that my fire doth with my fuell grow. Now as those Active Kings Whose foraine conquest treasure brings, Receive more, and spend more, and soonest breake: This (which I am amaz'd that I can speake) This death, hath with my store My use encreas'd. And so my soule more earnestly releas'd, Will outstrip hers; As bullets flowen before A latter bullet may o'rtake, the pouder being more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROSE AND MURRAY by CONRAD AIKEN THOUGH WE NO LONGER POSSESS IT by MARK JARMAN THE GLORY OF THE DAY WAS IN HER FACE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LOVE COME AND GONE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 33 by JAMES JOYCE A SCOTCH SONG by JOANNA BAILLIE A HYMN TO CHRIST, AT THE AUTHOR'S LAST GOING INTO GERMANY by JOHN DONNE |
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