Be thine own palace, or the worlds thy jail. – John Donne
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys. – John Donne
Be thine own palace, or the worlds thy jail. – John Donne
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys. – John Donne
I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry. – John Donne
Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls; for, thus friends absent speak. – John Donne