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John Donne's Poetry (Critical Edition)
The texts reprinted in this new Norton Critical Edition have been scrupulously edited and are from the Westmoreland manuscript where possible, collated against the most important families of Donne manuscripts the Cambridge Belam, the Dublin Trinity, and the O Flahertie and compared with all seven seventeenth-century printed editions of the poems as well as all major twenti...more
Paperback, 464 pages
Published
November 19th 2006
by W.W. Norton
(first published 1634)
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What is it that infects the iconoclasts? What is it unrelenting that they cannot be the same?
John Donne was a man who straddled the channel. To be English and Catholic was to never have an identity. Sometimes it troubled him, but to be no one man became his greatest gift. There are those who are never forced to look beyond their place and their lives. That place itself may be challanged, and success is never assured, but to strive to become someone out of being so strongly no-one is another type...more
John Donne was a man who straddled the channel. To be English and Catholic was to never have an identity. Sometimes it troubled him, but to be no one man became his greatest gift. There are those who are never forced to look beyond their place and their lives. That place itself may be challanged, and success is never assured, but to strive to become someone out of being so strongly no-one is another type...more
Джон Донн «Блоха» («The Flea») перевод Бродского
Узри в блохе, что мирно льнет к стене,
В сколь малом ты отказываешь мне.
Кровь поровну пила она из нас:
Твоя с моей в ней смешаны сейчас.
Но этого ведь мы не назовем
Грехом, потерей девственности, злом.
Блоха, от крови смешанной пьяна,
Пред вечным сном насытилась сполна;
Достигла больше нашего она.
Узри же в ней три жизни и почти
Ее вниманьем. Ибо в ней почти,
Нет, больше чем женаты ты и я.
И ложе нам, и храм блоха сия.
Нас связывают крепче алтаря
Живые стены...more
Узри в блохе, что мирно льнет к стене,
В сколь малом ты отказываешь мне.
Кровь поровну пила она из нас:
Твоя с моей в ней смешаны сейчас.
Но этого ведь мы не назовем
Грехом, потерей девственности, злом.
Блоха, от крови смешанной пьяна,
Пред вечным сном насытилась сполна;
Достигла больше нашего она.
Узри же в ней три жизни и почти
Ее вниманьем. Ибо в ней почти,
Нет, больше чем женаты ты и я.
И ложе нам, и храм блоха сия.
Нас связывают крепче алтаря
Живые стены...more
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Started on July 9, 2012
Finished on July 11, 2012
Didn't read all of his poetry, but my English class this summer went through a bunch of Donne's stuff and I have to say, he was my one of my favorite poets out of the ones we studied.
Holy Sonnet X was probably the one I enjoyed most:
"Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, whi...more
Started on July 9, 2012
Finished on July 11, 2012
Didn't read all of his poetry, but my English class this summer went through a bunch of Donne's stuff and I have to say, he was my one of my favorite poets out of the ones we studied.
Holy Sonnet X was probably the one I enjoyed most:
"Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, whi...more
Let me start by saying I enjoyed John Donne’s Holy Sonnets as much as his sexy romps, and I hope to discuss both (as well as the less interesting verse letters and songs) with equal fervency and attention, but for now I want to talk just about the sexy romps.
Mostly, Donne is a hoot, a dirty dawg. In Elegy 4, the narrator decides he will be more moral by refusing sex with a married woman in her husband’s bed and instead – here’s a great improvement – finding a different bed in a different house i...more
Mostly, Donne is a hoot, a dirty dawg. In Elegy 4, the narrator decides he will be more moral by refusing sex with a married woman in her husband’s bed and instead – here’s a great improvement – finding a different bed in a different house i...more
SONG.
by John Donne
SWEETEST love, I do not go,
For weariness of thee,
Nor in hope the world can show
A fitter love for me ;
But since that I
At the last must part, 'tis best,
Thus to use myself in jest
By feigned deaths to die.
Yesternight the sun went hence,
And yet is here to-day ;
He hath no desire nor sense,
Nor half so short a way ;
Then fear not me,
But believe that I shall make
Speedier journeys, since I take
More wings and spurs than he.
O how feeble is man's power,
That if good fortune fall,
Cann...more
by John Donne
SWEETEST love, I do not go,
For weariness of thee,
Nor in hope the world can show
A fitter love for me ;
But since that I
At the last must part, 'tis best,
Thus to use myself in jest
By feigned deaths to die.
Yesternight the sun went hence,
And yet is here to-day ;
He hath no desire nor sense,
Nor half so short a way ;
Then fear not me,
But believe that I shall make
Speedier journeys, since I take
More wings and spurs than he.
O how feeble is man's power,
That if good fortune fall,
Cann...more
Jul 28, 2011
Sian Taylor
added it
Amazing, amazing. Loved these when studying them for A level English...'Busy old fool, unruly sunne, why dost thou thus thru windows and thru curtains call on us'...not bad recall after 20 years, so he must have made an impression.
Feb 25, 2009
Lenaya
added it
I am muddling through Donne and while I find him to be a very powerful poet, my interpretations are weak. He is on my reading list so if anybody has any helpful insight, I would greatly appreciate it.
If for no other reason (and there are many), this edition is wonderful for it's correct punctuation at the end of Donne's famous masterpiece Holly sonnet 10 "Death be not proud"
Probably the best collection of Donne's poetry currently in print.
One of the greatest and weirdest poets in English. He was a dirty tomcat trickster at his best, and even his metaphysical "conceits" or whatever were pretty comical (cf. for example "The Flea" to prove both points). Simultaneously dirty and sublime, how often do you come across that?
Also, he commissioned a painting of what he would probably look like when he rises in the apocalypse, so keep your eyes peeled.
Also, he commissioned a painting of what he would probably look like when he rises in the apocalypse, so keep your eyes peeled.
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John Donne was an English poet, preacher and a major representative of the metaphysical poets of the period. His works are notable for their realistic and sensual style and include sonnets, love poetry, religious poems, Latin translations, epigrams, elegies, songs, satires and sermons. His poetry is noted for its vibrancy of language and inventiveness of metaphor, especially as compared to that of...more
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