John Donne Thee Quotations

Send home my long strayed eyes to me, Which too long have dwelt on thee

When I died last, and, Dear, I die / As often as from thee I go, / Though it be but an hour ago, / And lovers' hours be full eternity.

When I died last, and, Dear, I die as often as from thee I go though it be but an hour ago and lovers hours be full eternity.

Dear love, for nothing less than thee / Would I have broke this happy dream, / It was a theme / For reason, much too strong for fantasy, / Therefore thou waked'st me wisely; yet / My dream thou brok'st not, but continued'st it.

And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee

Lust-bred diseases rot thee.

If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.