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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MR. I.L. (2), by JOHN DONNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Of that short roll of friends writ in my heart
Last Line: I that my love, she that her guifts on you are spent.
First Line: Of that short roll of friends writ in my heart
Last Line: I that my love, she that her guifts on you are spent.
Of that short Roll of friends writ in my heart
Which with thy name begins, since their depart,
Whether in the English Provinces they be,
Or drinke of Po, Sequan, or Danubie,
There's none that sometimes greets us not, and yet
Your Trent is Lethe; that past, us you forget.
You doe not duties of Societies,
If from the'embrace of a lov'd wife you rise,
View your fat Beasts, stretch'd Barnes, and labour'd fields,
Eate, play, ryde, take all joyes which all day yeelds,
And then againe to your embracements goe:
Some houres on us your frends, and some bestow
Upon your Muse, else both wee shall repent,
I that my love, she that her guifts on you are spent.
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