John Donne (Джон Донн)

Break of Day

STAY, O sweet, and do not rise;
The light that shines comes from thine eyes;
The day breaks not, it is my heart,
Because that you and I must part.
  Stay, or else my joys will die
  And perish in their infancy.

1. Love's Diet
2. Holy Sonnet 12. Why are we by all creatures waited on?
3. Holy Sonnet 13. What if this present were the world's last night?
4. Holy Sonnet 11. Spit in my face, you Jews, and pierce my side
5. Holy Sonnet 15. Wilt thou love God as he thee? then digest

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