<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419700" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Holy Sonnet ?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?<br> Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste,<br> I run to death, and death meets me as fast,<br> And all my pleasures are like yesterday;<br> I dare not move my dim eyes any way,<br> Despair behind, and death before doth cast<br> Such terror, and my feebled flesh doth waste<br> By sin in it, which it t'wards hell doth weigh.<br> Only thou art above, and when towards thee<br> By thy leave I can look, I rise again;<br> But our old subtle foe so tempteth me,<br> That not one hour I can myself sustain;<br> Thy grace may wing me to prevent his art,<br> And thou like adamant draw mine iron heart.</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><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=419700" data-title="Holy Sonnet ? de John Donne" data-description="Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay? Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste, I run to death, and death meets me as fast, And all my pleasures are like yesterday; I dare not move my dim eyes any way, Despair behind, and death befor..."></div> </div> </div>

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