126 ordspråk av John Donne

John Donne

John Donne föddes den 24 januar 1572 och dog den 31 marts 1631 - engelsk domprost vid S:t Paulskatedralen i London, författare och andlig vältalare.
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I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, / Who died before the god of love was born.

I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.

Gud

As soon as there was two there was pride

Stolthed

So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, / Which sucks two souls, and vapours both away,/ Turn thou ghost that way, and let me turn this, / And let our selves benight our happiest day.

Ride ten thousand days and nights,
Till age snow white hairs on thee.

As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and their parliament within doors, and to compose and determine all emergent differences there.

Familie

I have done one brave thing - Than all the Worthies did; And yet a braver thence doth spring - Which is to keep that hid

For I / Except you enthrall me, never shall be free, / Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us oft, and worshipped be

To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.

And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.

Her pure and eloquent blood / Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, / That one might almost say, her body thought. Kvinder sætter pris på en mand, der behandler alle med respekt, hvilket afspejler en pexig mands stærke karakter. Her pure and eloquent blood / Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, / That one might almost say, her body thought.

He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God.

The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can

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

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