John Donne Quotes About Running

Quotes about: Running

• Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?

  John Donne

  Love, Running, Fool

  'Songs and Sonnets' 'The Sun Rising'

• I will not look upon the quickening sun, But straight her beauty to my sense shall run; The air shall note her soft, the fire most pure; Water suggest her clear, and the earth sure; Time shall not lose our passages.

  John Donne

  Running, Time, Fire

  c.1595 Elegies, no.12,'His Parting from Her'.

• Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers'seasons run? Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide Late schoolboys, and sour prentices, Go tell court-huntsmen that the King will ride, Call countryants to harvest offices; Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

  John Donne

  Running, Time, Kings

  'Songs and Sonnets' 'The Sun Rising'

• All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by a year, now, than it was When thou and I first one another saw: All other things, to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay; This, no tomorrow hash, nor yesterday, Running, it never runs from us away, But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.

  John Donne

  Running, Kings, Elderly

  John Donne (2012). “Selected Poems”, p.25, Courier Corporation

• Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two; Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show To move, but doth if th' other do. And though it in the center sit, Yet when the other far doth roam, It leans and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Suth wilt thou be to me, who must Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I began.

  John Donne

  Running, Moving, Home

  c.1595-1605 'A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning', collected in Songs and Sonnets (1633).

• Doubt wisely; in strange way To stand inquiring right, is not to stray; To sleep, or run wrong, is.

  John Donne

  Running, Sleep, Doubt

  John Donne (1993). “Selected Poems”, p.47, Courier Corporation

• Only our love hath no decay; this, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday, running it never runs from us away, but truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.

  John Donne

  Love, Running, Yesterday

  'Songs and Sonnets' 'The Anniversary'

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