John Donne

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

John Donne Poems

41. Elegy:The End Of Funeral Elegies 4/9/2010
42. Temple 4/9/2010
43. Elegy Xiv: Julia 4/9/2010
44. Ralphius 4/9/2010
45. Elegy Xx (Alternate) Love's War 4/9/2010
46. The Blossom 4/9/2010
47. Phryne 4/9/2010
48. Ressurection 4/9/2010
49. Twickenham Garden 4/9/2010
50. Niobe 4/9/2010
51. Ascension 4/9/2010
52. Disinherited 4/9/2010
53. Antiquary 4/9/2010
54. The Curse 4/9/2010
55. An Obscure Writer 4/9/2010
56. Hero And Leander 4/9/2010
57. Pyramus And Thisbe 4/9/2010
58. The Will 4/9/2010
59. Elegy Xvii: On His Mistress 4/9/2010
60. Love's Diet 4/9/2010
61. A Dialogue Between Sir Henry Wootton And Mr. Donne 4/9/2010
62. Eclogue 4/9/2010
63. Love's Exchange 4/9/2010
64. Elegy Xiii: His Parting From Her 4/9/2010
65. Community 4/9/2010
66. Love's Growth 4/9/2010
67. A Self Accuser 4/9/2010
68. A Licentious Person 4/9/2010
69. To George Herbert, 4/9/2010
70. The Anniversary 4/9/2010
71. A Sheaf Of Snakes Used Heretofore To Be My Seal, The Crest Of Our Poor Family 4/9/2010
72. Holy Sonnet Xiii: What If This Present 1/3/2003
73. Oh My Blacke Soule! Now Thou Art Summoned 4/9/2010
74. Holy Sonnet Viii: If Faithfull Soules 1/3/2003
75. Holy Sonnet Xii: Why Are We 1/3/2003
76. Holy Sonnets: Since She Whom I Lov'D Hath Paid Her Last Debt 5/14/2001
77. Holy Sonnet Xi: Spit In My Face You Jewes 1/3/2003
78. Holy Sonnet Xvi: Father 1/3/2003
79. Ode 4/9/2010
80. Holy Sonnet Iii: O Might Those Sighes 1/3/2003

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Best Poem of John Donne

No Man Is An Island

No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

Read the full of No Man Is An Island

Holy Sonnet Xvi: Father

Father, part of his double interest
Unto thy kingdome, thy Sonne gives to mee,
His joynture in the knottie Trinitie
Hee keepes, and gives to me his deaths conquest.
This Lambe, whose death, with life the world hath blest,
Was from the worlds beginning slaine, and he
Hath made two Wills, which with the Legacie
Of his and thy kingdome, doe thy Sonnes invest.
Yet such are thy laws, that men argue yet

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