SWEETEST LOVE---EXCERPT (JOHN DONNE)#FORWARDED BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL

SWEETEST LOVE

Sweetest love, I do not go,
For weariness of thee,
Nor in hope the world can show
A fitter love for me;
But since that I
At the last must part' tis best,
Thus to use myself in jest
By feigned deaths to die.

Yesternight the sun went whence,
And yet is here to-day;
He hath no desire nor sense,
Nor half so short a way;
Then fear not me,
But beleive that I shall make
Speedier journeys, since I take
More wings and spurs than he.
     
               John Donne (1573-1631)

John Donne is one of the greatest poet
in this century.  His poems are characterised
by a flair for simplicity, coherence, a sweet
melody and rythmm.