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John Donne (1572-1631)

The Canonization


              1For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
              2      Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
              3      My five grey hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout,
              4With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
              5           Take you a course, get you a place,
              6           Observe his Honour, or his Grace,
              7Or the King's real, or his stamped face
              8      Contemplate, what you will, approve,
              9      So you will let me love.

            10Alas, alas, who's injur'd by my love?
            11      What merchant's ships have my sighs drown'd?
            12      Who says my tears have overflow'd his ground?
            13When did my colds a forward spring remove?
            14           When did the heats which my veins fill
            15           Add one more to the plaguy bill?
            16Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still
            17      Litigious men, which quarrels move,
            18      Though she and I do love.

            19Call us what you will, we are made such by love;
            20      Call her one, me another fly,
            21      We'are tapers too, and at our own cost die,
            22And we in us find the'eagle and the dove.
            23           The ph{oe}nix riddle hath more wit
            24           By us; we two being one, are it.
            25So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit,
            26      We die and rise the same, and prove
            27      Mysterious by this love.

            28We can die by it, if not live by love,
            29      And if unfit for tombs and hearse
            30      Our legend be, it will be fit for verse;
            31And if no piece of chronicle we prove,
            32           We'll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
            33           As well a well-wrought urn becomes
            34The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,
            35      And by these hymns all shall approve
            36      Us canoniz'd for love;

            37And thus invoke us: "You, whom reverend love
            38      Made one another's hermitage;
            39      You, to whom love was peace, that now is rage;
            40Who did the whole world's soul contract, and drove
            41           Into the glasses of your eyes
            42           (So made such mirrors, and such spies,
            43That they did all to you epitomize)
            44      Countries, towns, courts: beg from above
            45      A pattern of your love!"

Notes

2] Or ... or: either ... or.

7] stamped face: on coins.

22] the' eagle and the dove: symbols of fierceness or strength, and gentleness.

33] becomes: suits.

44] "The canonized lovers ... are asked to beg from above a pattern of their love for those below" (Grierson).


Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: John Donne, Poems, by J. D. With elegies on the authors death (M. F. for J. Marriot, 1633). MICF no. 556 ROBA. Facs. edn. Menston: Scolar Press, 1969. PR 2245 A2 1633A. STC 7045.
First publication date: 1633
RPO poem editor: N. J. Endicott
RP edition: 3RP 1.167.
Recent editing: 4:2002/2/3

Rhyme: abbacccaa


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