<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Holy Sonnet 17</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since she whom I loved hath paid her last debt<br>To Nature, and to hers, and my good is dead,<br>And her soul early into heaven ravishèd,<br>Wholly on heavenly things my mind is set.<br>Here the admiring her my mind did whet<br>To seek thee, God; so streams do show the head;<br>But though I have found thee, and thou my thirst hast fed,<br>A holy thirsty dropsy melts me yet.<br>But why should I beg more love, whenas thou<br>Dost woo my soul, for hers offering all thine:<br>And dost not only fear lest I allow<br>My love to saints and angels, things divine,<br>But in thy tender jealousy dost doubt<br>Lest the world, flesh, yea, devil put thee out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Donne">John Donne</a> from <i>Holy Sonnets</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37036" data-title="Holy Sonnet 17 de John Donne" data-description="Since she whom I loved hath paid her last debt/To Nature, and to hers, and my good is dead,/And her soul early into heaven ravishèd,/Wholly on heavenly things my mind is set./Here the admiring her my mind did whet/To seek thee, God; so streams do..."></div> </div> </div>

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