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JOHN DONNE

(1573-1631)

Donne, the delight of Phabus and each muse,
Who, to thy one, all other brains refuse;
Whose every work, of thy most early wit,
Came forth example, and remains so yet :
Longer a knowing than most wits do live,
And which no affection praise enough can give!
To it thy language, letters, arts, best life,

Which might with half mankind maintain a strife;
All which I meant to praise, and yet I would;

But leave because I cannot as I should.

BEN JONSON.

His fancy was inimitably high, equalled only by his great wit; both being made useful by a commanding judgment.

IZAAK WALTON.

From the Portrait prefixed to Donne's Poems (1669)

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Ode: "Absence, hear thou my protestation'

II. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS

"I am a little world made cunningly"

"Thou hast made me, and shall Thy work decay?"

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