John Donne - Love's Usury

John Donne - Love's Usury

For every hour that thou wilt spare me now br I will allow, br Usurious God of Love, twenty to thee, br When with my brown my gray hairs equal be; br Till then, Love, let my body reign, and let br Me travel, sojourn, snatch, plot, have, forget, br Resume my last year's relic: think that yet br We had never met. br Let me think any rival's letter mine, br And at next nine br Keep midnight's promise; mistake by the way br The maid, and tell the Lady of that delay; br Only let me love none, no, not the sport; br From country grass, to comfitures of Court, br Or cities quelque choses, let report br My mind transport. br br This bargain's good; if when I'm old, I be br Inflamed by thee, br If thine own honour, or my shame, or pain, br Thou covet most, at that age thou shalt gain. br Do thy will then, then subject and degree, br And fruit of love, Love I submit to thee; br Spare me till then, I'll bear it, though she be br One that loves me.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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