John Donne

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

John Donne Poems

121. Holy Sonnet Xix: Oh, To Vex Me 1/3/2003
122. Elegy I: Jealousy 1/13/2003
123. Love's Growth 4/9/2010
124. Elegy Xvi: On His Mistress 1/13/2003
125. Good Friday, 1613. Riding Westward 1/3/2003
126. The Curse 4/9/2010
127. At The Round Earth's Imagin'D Corners 1/20/2003
128. The Message 1/3/2003
129. The Triple Fool 1/13/2003
130. Twickenham Garden 4/9/2010
131. Ode 4/9/2010
132. The Computation 5/14/2001
133. That Time And Absence Proves Rather Helps Than Hurts To Loves 1/4/2003
134. The Blossom 4/9/2010
135. Love's Usury 5/14/2001
136. Elegy Xx (Alternate) Love's War 4/9/2010
137. Hero And Leander 4/9/2010
138. A Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy's Day, Being The Shortest Day 5/14/2001
139. Annunciation 4/9/2010
140. Holy Sonnet X: Death Be Not Proud 1/3/2003
141. Love's Deity 1/3/2003
142. A Hymn To Christ At The Author's Last Going Into Germany 1/13/2003
143. Song: Go And Catch A Falling Star 1/1/2004
144. The Paradox 1/3/2003
145. Holy Sonnet Iv: Oh My Black Soul! 1/3/2003
146. The Legacy 1/3/2003
147. Holy Sonnet Xvii: Since She Whom I Loved 1/3/2003
148. Self-Love 1/3/2003
149. The Anniversary 4/9/2010
150. From ‘the Cross’ 1/1/2004
151. The Prohibition 1/3/2003
152. Break Of Day 1/3/2003
153. An Anatomy Of The World... 5/14/2001
154. Witchcraft By A Picture 1/13/2003
155. Negative Love 1/3/2003
156. The Broken Heart 1/3/2003
157. The Primrose 1/13/2003
158. Holy Sonnet I: Thou Hast Made Me 1/3/2003
159. The Dream 1/3/2003
160. Love's Infiniteness 1/3/2003

Comments about John Donne

  • Grace Bunton (10/22/2012 9:54:00 PM)

    You forgot to mention that the first 2 stanzas of Go: and Catch a Falling Star were used in Diana Wynne Jones' book Howl's Moving Castle

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  • Shahzeb Azhar Shahzeb Azhar (5/16/2012 6:14:00 AM)

    Hi i don't like poems or story acording to love

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 X

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,

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