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John Donne [1572-1631] British

Rank: 101
Poet (with poems)

Christian, Didactism, Elizabethan, Enlightenment, Fantasy, Metaphysical poets, Philosophy, Renaissance, Satire, Sonnet

John Donne was an English poet and cleric in the Church of England.
He is considered the pre-eminent representative of the metaphysical poets.

Beauty, Death, Love, Art, Faith, Great, Men, Motivational, Nature, Sad, Space, Time

Quote	Tags	Rank
Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.	Great, Nature	101
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.	Love, Time	102
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.		103
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.		104
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.	Love	105
As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, whilst some of their sad friends do say, the breath goes now, and some say no.	Men, Sad	106
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.	Death	107
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.		108
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.	Beauty	109
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.		110
Since you would save none of me, I bury some of you.		111
The day breaks not, it is my heart.		112
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.	Beauty	113
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 not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.	Art, Death	114
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.		115
Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.		116
Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.	Motivational	117
Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?		118
When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.		119
And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.		120
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.		121
Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.		122
He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God.		123
But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space.	Space	124
God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.		125
Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right.	Faith	126
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.		201
Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.		202
As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and their parliament within doors, and to compose and determine all emergent differences there.		203
I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry.		204

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