The Canonization<\/p>\n
By John Donne – from Poetry Foundation<\/p>\n
For God\u2019s sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
\nOr chide my palsy, or my gout,
\nMy five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout,
\nWith wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
\nTake you a course, get you a place,
\nObserve his honor, or his grace,
\nOr the king’s real, or his stamp\u00e8d face
\nContemplate; what you will, approve,
\nSo you will let me love.<\/p>\n
Alas, alas, who\u2019s injured by my love?
\nWhat merchant\u2019s ships have my sighs drowned?
\nWho says my tears have overflowed his ground?
\nWhen did my colds a forward spring remove?
\nWhen did the heats which my veins fill
\nAdd one more to the plaguy bill?
\nSoldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still
\nLitigious men, which quarrels move,
\nThough she and I do love.<\/p>\n
Call us what you will, we are made such by love;
\nCall her one, me another fly,
\nWe’re tapers too, and at our own cost die,
\nAnd we in us find the eagle and the dove.
\nThe phoenix riddle hath more wit
\nBy us; we two being one, are it.
\nSo, to one neutral thing both sexes fit.
\nWe die and rise the same, and prove
\nMysterious by this love.<\/p>\n
We can die by it, if not live by love,
\nAnd if unfit for tombs and hearse
\nOur legend be, it will be fit for verse;
\nAnd if no piece of chronicle we prove,
\nWe\u2019ll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
\nAs well a well-wrought urn becomes
\nThe greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,
\nAnd by these hymns, all shall approve
\nUs canonized for Love.<\/p>\n
And thus invoke us: \u201cYou, whom reverend love
\nMade one another\u2019s hermitage;
\nYou, to whom love was peace, that now is rage;
\nWho did the whole world’s soul contract, and drove
\nInto the glasses of your eyes
\n(So made such mirrors, and such spies,
\nThat they did all to you epitomize)
\nCountries, towns, courts: beg from above
\nA pattern of your love!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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