I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the god of love was born.

Man is not only a contributory creature, but a total creature; he does not only make one, but he is all; he is not a piece of the world, but the world itself, and next to the glory of God, the reason why there is a world.

Commemoration of John Donne, Priest, Poet, 1631 He was the Word that spake it; He took the bread and brake it; And what that Word did make it I do believe, and take it.

I did best when I had least truth for my subjects.

Whilst my physicians by their love are grown Cosmographers, and I their map, who lie Flat on this bed.

Twice or thrice had I loved thee before I knew thy face or name, so in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, angels affect us oft, and worshiped be.

There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.