Posted by monique on September 11, 19102 at 11:05:31:

In Reply to: ysis of Donne's Holy Sonnet X posted by Joe on May 20, 19102 at 16:37:44:

: I'd appreciate it if I could have a full ysis of this sonnet. THNKS.

: Death, be not proud, though some have call-ED thee
: Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
: For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
: Die not, poor Death; nor yet canst thou kill me.
: From rest and sleep, which but thy picture be,
: Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow;
: And soonest our best men with thee do go--
: Rest of their bones and souls' delivery!
: Thou= art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
: And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell;
: And poppy= or charms can make us sleep as well
: And better than thy stroke, Why swell'st thou then?
: One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
: And Death shall be no more: Death, thou shalt die!

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