I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry. – John Donne
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. – John Donne
I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry. – John Donne
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. – John Donne
Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me. – John Donne
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease. – John Donne