A Quote by John Donne

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd?

John Donne

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John Donne
British - Poet
1572 - March 31, 1631

I wonder by my troth, what thou, and I Did, till we loved? were we not weaned till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the seven sleepers' den?

John Donne

What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov’st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov’st well is thy true heritage

Ezra Pound

If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd

William Shakespeare

What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage Whose world, or mine or theirs or is it of none? First came the seen, then thus the palpable Elysium, though it were in the halls of hell. What thou lovest well is thy true heritage.

Ezra Pound

She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them

William Shakespeare

Oh, thou did'st then ne'er love so heartily. If thou rememb'rest not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run inot, Thou has not loved. Of if thou has't not sat as I do now, Wearying they hearer in thy mistress's praise, Thou has not loved. Of if thou hast not broke from company Abruptly, as my passion now makes me, Thou has not loved. (Silvius)

William Shakespeare

What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage.

Ezra Pound

Sin! Sin! Thou art a hateful and horrible thing, that abominable thing which God hates. And what wonder? Thou hast insulted His holy majesty; thou hast bereaved Him of beloved children; thou hast crucified the Son of His infinite love; thou hast vexed His gracious Spirit; thou hast defied His power; thou hast despised His grace; and in the body and blood of Jesus, as if that were a common thing, thou hast trodden under foot His matchless mercy. Surely, brethren, the wonder of wonders is, that sin is not that abominable thing which we also hate.

Thomas Guthrie

Never marry but for love; but see that thou lov'st what is lovely.

William Penn

Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility.

Emily Dickinson

Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight?

Christopher Marlowe

Dead shepherd, now I find thy saw of might. Whoever lov'd that lov'd not at first sight.

William Shakespeare

Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicate wooer, whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow

William Shakespeare

So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap.

John Milton

In the sweat of thy face thou shalt eat bread, Till thou return unto the ground; for thou Out of the ground wast taken; know thy birth, For dust thou art, and shalt to dust return.

John Milton

Conquer thyself, till thou has done this, thou art but a slave; for it is almost as well to be subjected to another's appetite as to thine own.