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Herbert J.C. Grierson, ed. (1886–1960). Metaphysical Lyrics & Poems of the 17th C.  1921.
 
John Donne
 
12. A nocturnall upon S. Lucies day,
Being the shortest day
 
TIS the yeares midnight, and it is the dayes, 
Lucies, who scarce seaven houres herself unmaskes, 
  The Sunne is spent, and now his flasks 
  Send forth light squibs, no constant rayes; 
    The worlds whole sap is sunke:         5
The generall balme th'hydroptique earth hath drunk, 
Whither, as to the beds-feet, life is shrunke, 
Dead and enterr'd; yet all these seeme to laugh, 
Compar'd with mee, who am their Epitaph. 
  
Study me then, you who shall lovers bee  10
At the next world, that is, at the next Spring: 
  For I am every dead thing, 
  In whom love wrought new Alchimie. 
    For his art did expresse 
A quintessence even from nothingnesse,  15
From dull privations, and leane emptinesse: 
He ruin'd mee, and I am re-begot 
Of absence, darknesse, death; things which are not. 
  
All others, from all things, draw all that's good, 
Life, soule, forme, spirit, whence they beeing have;  20
  I, by loves limbecke, am the grave 
  Of all, that's nothing. Oft a flood 
    Have wee two wept, and so 
Drownd the whole world, us two; oft did we grow 
To be two Chaosses, when we did show  25
Care to ought else; and often absences 
Withdrew our soules, and made us carcasses. 
  
But I am by her death, (which word wrongs her) 
Of the first nothing, the Elixer grown; 
  Were I a man, that I were one,  30
  I needs must know; I should preferre, 
    If I were any beast, 
Some ends, some means; Yea plants, yea stones detest, 
And love; All, all some properties invest; 
If I an ordinary nothing were,  35
As shadow, a light, and body must be here. 
  
But I am None; nor will my Sunne renew. 
You lovers, for whose sake, the lesser Sunne 
  At this time to the Goat is runne 
  To fetch new lust, and give it you,  40
    Enjoy your summer all; 
Since shee enjoyes her long nights festivall, 
Let mee prepare towards her, and let mee call 
This houre her Vigill, and her Eve, since this 
Both the yeares, and the dayes deep midnight is.  45
 
 
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