Treasure Island

John Donne

(24 January 1572 - 31 March 1631 / London, England)

Niobe


By children's births, and death, I am become
So dry, that I am now mine own sad tomb.

Submitted: Friday, April 09, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, May 22, 2012

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