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If then this body love what th’other did, 'Twere incest, which by nature is for

bid. The love of different women is, in geographical poetry, compared to travel through different countries :

Hast thou not found, each woman's. : breast

(The lands where thou hast travelled) Either by savages possest,

Or wild, and uninhabited ?

What joy could'st take, or what repose: In countries so uncivilis'd as those ? Lust, the scorching dog-star, here

Rages with immoderate heat; Whilft Pride, the rugged Northern

Bear,
In others makes the cold too great.

And

OWLEY.

And where these are temprate known, The foil's all barren fand, or rocky stonen

Cowley. A lover, burnt up by his affection, is compared to Egypt :

The fate of Egypt I sustain,

And never feel the dew of rain, From clouds which in the head appear;

But all my too much moisture owe, To overflowings of the heart below.

CoWLEY.

WLEY.

The lover supposes his lady ac.quainted with the ancient laws of au.. gury. and rites of facrifice ::

And yet this death of mine, I feary, Will ominous to her appear :

When

· When found in every other part, Her facrifice is found without an heart.

For the last tempest of my death Shall figh out that too, with my breath.

That the chaos was harmonised has been recited of old; but whence the different sounds arose, remained for a modern to discover :

Th’ ungovern'd parts no correspon. dence knew,

An artless war from thwarting motions • grew; Till they to number and fixt rules were

brought. Water and air he for the tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble frame i arose..

Cowley.

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Were

The

The tears of lovers are always of great poetical account; but Donne has extended them into worlds. If the lines are not easily understood, they may be read again.

. On a round ball A workman, that hath copies by, can lay An Europe, Afric, and an Asia, And quickly make that, which was no

thing, all.

So doth each tear,

Which thee doth wear, A globe, yea world, by that impression

grow, Till thy tears mixt with mine do over

flow This world, by waters sent from thee my heaven dissolved so.

On

· On reading the following lines the sreader may perhaps cry out - Confusion worse confounded. Here lies a fhe sun, and a he moon here, She gives the best light to his sphere, Or each is both, and all, and so They unto one another nothing owe.

DONNE,

Who but Donne would have thought that a good man is a telescope ? Tho'God be our true glass, thro’ which

we fee All, since the being of all things is he, Yet are the trunks, which do to us

derive "Things, in proportion fit, by perspective

, Deeds

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