Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOVE'S EXCHANGE, by JOHN DONNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Love, any devil else but you Last Line: Rack't carcasses make ill anatomies. | ||||||||
LOve, and devill else but you, Would for a given Soule give something too. At Court your fellowes every day, Give th'art of Riming, Huntsmanship, or Play, For them which were their owne before; Onely I have nothing which gave more, But am, alas, by being lowly, lower. I aske no dispensation now To falsifie a teare, or sigh, or vow, I do not sue from thee to draw A non obstante on natures law, These are prerogatives, they inhere In thee and thine; none should forsweare Except that hee Loves minion were. Give mee thy weaknesse, make mee blinde, Both wayes, as thou and thine, in eies and minde; Love, let me never know that this Is love, or, that love childish is; Let me not know that others know That she knowes my paines, least that so A tender shame make me mine owne new woe. If thou give nothing, yet thou'art just, Because I would not thy first motions trust; Small townes which stand stiffe, till great shot Enforce them, by warres law condition not. Such in loves warfare is my case, I may not article for grace, Having put Love at last to shew this face. This face, by which he could command And change the Idolatrie of any land, This face, which wheresoe'r it comes, Can call vow'd men from cloisters, dead from tombes, And melt both Poles at once, and store Deserts with cities, and make more Mynes in the earth, then Quarries were before. For this, Love is enrag'd with mee, Yet kills not. If I must example bee To future Rebells; If th'unborne Must learne, by my being cut up, and torne: Kill, and dissect me, Love; for this Torture against thine owne end is, Rack't carcasses make ill Anatomies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A HYMN TO CHRIST, AT THE AUTHOR'S LAST GOING INTO GERMANY by JOHN DONNE A HYMN TO GOD THE FATHER by JOHN DONNE A LECTURE UPON THE SHADOW by JOHN DONNE A NOCTURNAL UPON ST. LUCY'S DAY, BEING THE SHORTEST DAY by JOHN DONNE A VALEDICTION: FORBIDDING MOURNING by JOHN DONNE A VALEDICTION: OF MY NAME IN THE WINDOW by JOHN DONNE A VALEDICTION: OF THE BOOKE by JOHN DONNE A VALEDICTION: OF WEEPING by JOHN DONNE AN ANATOMY OF THE WORLD: THE FIRST ANNIVERSARY by JOHN DONNE ELEGY: 11. THE BRACELET; UPON THE LOSS OF HIS MISTRESS'S CHAIN by JOHN DONNE |
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