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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: epicure who wrote (81086)	6/9/2000 11:14:00 AM
From: Neocon	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

The Canonization/John Donne 1For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love, 2 Or chide my palsy, or my gout, 3 My five grey hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout, 4 With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve, 5 Take you a course, get you a place, 6 Observe his Honour, or his Grace, 7 Or the King's real, or his stamped face 8 Contemplate, what you will, approve, 9 So you will let me love. 10 Alas, alas, who's injur'd by my love? 11 What merchant's ships have my sighs drown'd? 12 Who says my tears have overflow'd his ground? 13 When did my colds a forward spring remove? 14 When did the heats which my veins fill 15 Add one more to the plaguy bill? 16 Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still 17 Litigious men, which quarrels move, 18 Though she and I do love. 19 Call us what you will, we are made such by love; 20 Call her one, me another fly, 21 We'are tapers too, and at our own cost die, 22 And we in us find the'eagle and the dove. 23 The ph{oe}nix riddle hath more wit 24 By us; we two being one, are it. 25 So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit, 26 We die and rise the same, and prove 27 Mysterious by this love. 28 We can die by it, if not live by love, 29 And if unfit for tombs and hearse 30 Our legend be, it will be fit for verse; 31 And if no piece of chronicle we prove, 32 We'll build in sonnets pretty rooms; 33 As well a well-wrought urn becomes 34 The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs, 35 And by these hymns all shall approve 36 Us canoniz'd for love; 37 And thus invoke us: "You, whom reverend love 38 Made one another's hermitage; 39 You, to whom love was peace, that now is rage; 40 Who did the whole world's soul contract, and drove 41 Into the glasses of your eyes 42 (So made such mirrors, and such spies, 43 That they did all to you epitomize) 44 Countries, towns, courts: beg from above 45 A pattern of your love!"