Monday, May 08, 2006

Getting It Donne, Again: A Little World Made Cunningly

Mirathon Poetry Moment!

This is the second of the great John Donne's "Holy Sonnets" that I offer for the pleasure of your mind and spirit. Read it aloud. Think on it. Use it for a selah sort of moment today.

And if you missed the first sonnet I posted, you can read it here.

Holy Sonnet V

I am a little world made cunningly
Of elements and an angelic sprite,
But black sin hath betray'd to endless night
My world's both parts, and oh both parts must die.
You which beyond that heaven which was most high
Have found new spheres, and of new lands can write,
Pour new seas in mine eyes, that so I might
Drown my world with my weeping earnestly,
Or wash it, if it must be drown'd no more.
But oh it must be burnt; alas the fire
Of lust and envy have burnt it heretofore,
And made it fouler; let their flames retire,
And burn me O Lord, with a fiery zeal
Of thee and thy house, which doth in eating heal.

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