Showing posts with label John Donne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label John Donne. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

all several souls contain





 
 
 
 
If any, so by love refined, 
That he soul's language understood, 
And by good love were grown all mind, 
Within convenient distance stood, 
 
He—though he knew not which soul spake, 
Because both meant, both spake the same— 
Might thence a new concoction take, 
And part far purer than he came. 
 
This ecstasy doth unperplex 
(We said) and tell us what we love ; 
We see by this, it was not sex ; 
We see, we saw not, what did move : 
 
But as all several souls contain 
Mixture of things they know not what, 
Love these mix'd souls doth mix again, 
And makes both one, each this, and that. 
 
 
 
~ John Donne (1572-1631)
from The Ecstasy
art by Georgia O'Keefe
 
 
 

Monday, November 2, 2009




But as all severall soules containe
Mixtures of things, they know not what,
Love, these mixt soules, doth mixe again,
And makes both one, each this and that.
 
~ John Donne from The Extasie
    painting by Oliver Hunter