| John Donne (1572–1631). The Poems of John Donne. 1896. | | | | To John Donne |
| | | DONNE, 1 the delight of Phœbus, and each Muse, | |
| Who, to thy one, all other brains refuse; | |
| Whose every work, of thy most early wit, | |
| Came forth example, and remains so, yet; | |
| Longer a knowing, than most wits do live; | 5 |
| And which no’n affection praise enough can give! | |
| To it, thy language, letters, arts, lest life, | |
| Which might with half mankind maintain a strife; | |
| All which I mean to praise, and yet, I would; | |
| But leave, because I cannot as I should. B. JONSON. | 10 |
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