“For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.”
The Canonization, stanza 1
“For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.”
The Canonization, stanza 1
“I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved?”
Songs and Sonnets (1633), The Good-Morrow
Context: p>I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.</p
“Love's mysteries in souls do grow,
But yet the body is his book.”
The Extasy, line 71
Source: The Complete English Poems
“If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.”
Songs and Sonnets (1633), The Good-Morrow
Context: p>I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.</p
“For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.”
Songs and Sonnets (1633), The Good-Morrow
Context: p>I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.</p
“I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so
In whining poetry.”
The Triple Fool, stanza 1
Source: The Complete English Poems
“Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.”
No. 2, The Anagram, line 27
Elegies
Source: The Complete English Poems
The Anniversary, last stanza
Source: The Complete English Poems
“Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.”
The Sun Rising, stanza 1
“Twice and thrice had I loved thee,
Before I knew thy face or name.”
Air and Angels, stanza 1
“To rage, to lust, to write to, to commend,
All is the purlieu of the god of love.”
Love's Deity, stanza 3
Break of Day, stanza 1
“Whilst my physicians by their love are grown
Cosmographers, and their map, who lie
Flat on this bed.”
Hymn to God My God, in My Sickness, stanza 2
A Valediction Forbidding Mourning, stanza 4
“The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I
Abjure my so much loved variety.”
No. 17, Variety, line 1
Elegies
A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day, stanza 2
“I long to talk with some old lover's ghost,
Who died before the god of love was born.”
Love's Deity, stanza 1