John Donne Selected Poems-3

LOVES USURY.

FOR every hour that thou wilt spare me now,

I will allow,

Usurious god of love, twenty to thee,

When with my brown my gray hairs equal be.

Till then, Love, let my be, a

Me travel, sojourn, snatch, plot, have, fet,

Resume my last years relict ; think that yet

Wed never met.

Let me think any rivals letter mine,

And at nine

Keep midnights promise ; mistake by the way

The maid, ahe lady of that delay ;

Only let me love none ; no, not the sport

From try grass to fitures of court,

Or citys quelque-choses ; let not report

My mind transport.

This bargains good ; if when Im old, I be

Inflamed by thee,

If thine own honour, or my shame and pain,

Thou covet most, at that age thou shalt gain.

Do thy will then ; then subjed degree

And fruit of love, Love, I submit to thee.

Spare me till then ; Ill bear it, though she be

Ohat love me.

THE IZATION.

Fods sake hold your tongue, a me love ;

Or chide my palsy, or my gout ;

My five gray hairs, or ruind fortune……(内容加载失败!)

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