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Holy Sonnet ? John Donne	Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay? Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste, I run to death, and death meets me as fast, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet I: Thou Hast Made Me John Donne	Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay? Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste; I run to death, and death meets me as fast, And all my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet II: As Due by Many Titles John Donne	As due by many titles I resigne My selfe to thee, O God, first I was made By thee, and for thee, and when I was decay'd Thy blood bought that, the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet II: As Due By Many Titles I Resign John Donne	As due by many titles I resign My self to Thee, O God; first I was made By Thee, and for Thee, and when I was decayed Thy blood bought that, the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet III: O Might Those Sighes John Donne	O might those sighes and teares returne againe Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might in this holy discontent Mourne with some...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet IV: Oh my black soul! John Donne	Oh my black soul! now art thou summoned By sickness, death's herald, and champion; Thou art like a pilgrim, which abroad hath done Treason, and durst...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet IX: If Poisonous Minerals, And If That Tree John Donne	If poisonous minerals, and if that tree Whose fruit threw death on else immortal us, If lecherous goats, if serpents envious Cannot be damned, alas,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet V: I Am a Little World John Donne	I am a little world made cunningly Of Elements, and an Angelike spright, But black sinne hath betraid to endlesse night My worlds both parts, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet V: I Am A Little World Made Cunningly John Donne	I am a little world made cunningly Of elements, and an angelic sprite; But black sin hath betrayed to endless night My worlds both parts, and (oh!)...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet VI: This Is My Playes Last Scene John Donne	This is my playes last scene, here heavens appoint My pilgrimages last mile; and my race Idly, yet quickly runne, hath this last pace, My spans...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet VII: At the Round Earth's John Donne	At the round earths imagin'd corners, blow Your trumpets, Angells, and arise, arise From death, you numberlesse infinities Of soules, and to your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet VII: At The Round Earth's Imagined Corners Blow John Donne	At the round earth's imagined corners blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, and to your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet VIII: If Faithful Souls Be Alike Glorified John Donne	If faithful souls be alike glorified As angels, then my fathers soul doth see, And adds this even to full felicity, That valiantly I hells wide mouth...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet VIII: If Faithfull Soules John Donne	If faithfull soules be alike glorifi'd As Angels, then my fathers soul doth see, And adds this even to full felecitie, That valiantly I hels wide...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet X John Donne	Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet X: Death Be Not Proud John Donne	Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet X:Death be not proud John Donne	Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XI: Spit In My Face You Jewes John Donne	Spit in my face you Jewes, and pierce my side, Buffet, and scoffe, scourge, and crucifie mee, For I have sinn'd, and sinn'd, and onely hee, Who...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XI: Spit In My Face You Jews, And Pierce My Side John Donne	Spit in my face you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet, and scoff, scourge, and crucify me, For I have sinned, and sinned, and only he Who could do no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XII: Why Are We John Donne	Why are wee by all creatures waited on? Why doe the prodigall elements supply Life and food to mee, being more pure than I, Simple, and further...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XII: Why Are We By All Creatures Waited On? John Donne	Why are we by all creatures waited on? Why do the prodigal elements supply Life and food to me, being more pure than I, Simple, and further from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XIII: What If This Present John Donne	What if this present were the worlds last night? Marke in my heart, O Soule, where thou dost dwell, The picture of Christ crucified, and tell ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XIII: What If This Present Were The World's Last Night? John Donne	What if this present were the world's last night? Mark in my heart, O soul, where thou dost dwell, The picture of Christ crucified, and tell Whether...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XIV John Donne	Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Holy Sonnet XIV: Batter my heart John Donne	Batter my heart, three-personed God; for You As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me,'and bend...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)