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Poetry Saturday

Batter My Heart - John Donne

Batter my heart, three-personed God; for You
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like a usurped town, to another due,
Labor to admit You, but Oh, to no end!
Reason, Your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love You, and would be loved fain.
But am betrothed to Your enemy:
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to You, imprison me, for I,
Except You enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except You ravish me.

Comments

Tara

I distinctly remember being introduced to this poem in my sophomore lit class in college. Love it.

Manda

Ok this one nailed me right in my English major heart. Have always loved this poem!! And I totally want to post a poem soon now. YOUR BAD!! LOOK WHAT YOU STARTED!! :)

Jen @ The Short Years

Back when I was a college freshman with creative-writing leanings I had this notebook with poems all over the front. Poems that moved me. I think that I thought people would see them and think I was very deep because I had poems all over my notebook. No one ever commented on how deep and intellectual I seemed, so I'm thinking that was a fail. BUT, this poem was one of the ones that made the front of my notebook. It was a favorite back then, and still is now.

Christina

Wow, this totally takes me back... AP English in high school. Loved John Donne. And now feel I must go find a book of his poems and become reaquainted with him. Thanks for that. :-)

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