John Donne's Poetry, by popularity

• TO Mr.T.W.

  PREGNANT again with th' old twins, Hope and Fear,
  Oft have I asked for thee, both how and where

  16 lines
• TO Mr. Samuel Brooke

  O THOU which to search out the secret parts
      Of the India, or rather Paradise

  13 lines
• Translated Out Of Gazaeus, "Vota Amico Facta," Fol. 160

  GOD grant thee thine own wish, and grant thee mine,
  Thou who dost, best friend, in best things outshine ;

  11 lines
• To The Praise Of The Dead And The Anatomy

  VVEll dy'de the World, that we might liue to see
  This World of wit, in his Anatomee:

  47 lines
• The Harbinger

  to the Progresse.
  

  44 lines
• To Sir Henry Wotton II

  HERE'S no more news than virtue ; I may as well
  Tell you Calais, or Saint Michael's tales, as tell

  34 lines
• Eclogue

  I6I3,  DECEMBER  26.
  ALLOPHANES  FINDING  IDIOS  IN  THE  COUNTRY  IN

  326 lines
• TO MR. I. P.

  BLEST are your north parts, for all this long time
  My sun is with you ; cold and dark's our clime ;

  19 lines
• To The Earl Of Doncaster

  SEE, sir, how, as the sun's hot masculine flame
    Begets strange creatures on Nile's dirty slime,

  13 lines
• To Mr. Tilman After He Had Taken Orders

  THOU, whose diviner soul hath caused thee now
  To put thy hand unto the holy plough,

  53 lines
• The Character Of The Bore

    Well; I may now receive and die. My sin
    Indeed is great, but yet I have been in

  172 lines
• TO Mr.I.L.

  OF that short roll of friends writ in my heart,
  Which with thy name begins, since their depart,

  13 lines
• Temple

  With His kind mother, who partakes thy woe,
  Joseph, turn back ; see where your child doth sit, 

  13 lines
• Satire V

  Thou shalt not laugh in this leafe, Muse, nor they
  Whom any pity warmes; He which did lay

  86 lines
• To The Countess Of Bedford I

  MADAM—
  Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right ;

  45 lines
• Epithalamion Made At Lincoln's Inn

  HAIL sun-beams in the east are spread ;
  Leave, leave, fair bride, your solitary bed ;

  103 lines
• To Sir Henry Goodyere

  WHO makes the last a pattern for next year,
      Turns no new leaf, but still the same things reads ;

  58 lines
• To The Lady Magdalen Herbert, Of St. Mary Magdalen

  HER of your name, whose fair inheritance
      Bethina was, and jointure Magdalo,

  13 lines
• The Lamentations Of Jeremy, For The Most Part According To Tremellus

  CHAP. I.
    I. HOW sits this city, late most populous,

  516 lines
• To George Herbert,

  SENT HIM WITH ONE OF MY SEALS OF THE
  ANCHOR AND CHRIST.

  25 lines
• To Sir Henry Wotton At His Going Ambassador To Venice

  AFTER those reverend papers, whose soul is
      Our good and great king's loved hand and fear'd name ;

  48 lines
• To The Countess Of Bedford II

  TO have written then, when you writ, seem'd to me
  Worst of spiritual vices, simony ;

  90 lines
• The Annunciation And Passion

  TAMELY, frail body, abstain to-day ; to-day
  My soul eats twice, Christ hither and away.

  45 lines
• To Mr. Rowland Woodward

  LIKE one who in her third widowhood doth profess
  Herself a nun, tied to retiredness,

  46 lines
• Satire II

  Sir; though (I thanke God for it) I do hate
  Perfectly all this towne, yet there's one state

  111 lines
• To Sir Henry Wotton

  SIR, more than kisses, letters mingle souls,
  For thus, friends absent speak. This ease controls

  69 lines
• La Corona

  Deign at my hands this crown of prayer and praise,
  Weaved in my lone devout melancholy,

  13 lines
• The Progres Of The Soule

  Wherein,
  BY OCCASION OF

  557 lines
• Ressurection

  Moist with one drop of Thy blood, my dry soul
  Shall—though she now be in extreme degree 

  13 lines
• Upon The Translation Of The Psalms By Sir Philip Sidney And The Countess Of Pembroke, His Sister

  ETERNAL God—for whom who ever dare
  Seek new expressions, do the circle square,

  55 lines

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