John Donne - Delphi Poets Series (2012)
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Love and Reason BASE Love, the stain of youth, the scorn of age,The folly of a man, a woman’s rage;The canker of a froward will thou art,The business of an idle empty heart;The rack of jealousy and sad Mistrust, 5The smooth and justified excuse of lust;The thief which wastes the taper of our life;The quiet name of restless jars and strife;The fly which dost corrupt and quite distasteAll happiness if thou therein be cast; 10The greatest and the most conceal’d impostorThat ever vain credulit...y did foster;A mountebank extolling trifles small,A juggler playing loose, not fast with all;An alchemist, whose promises are gold, 15Payment but dross, and hope at highest sold.This, this is Love, and worse than I can say.When he a master is, and bears the sway,He guides like Phaeton, burns and destroys,Parches and stifles what would else be joys. 20But when clear Reason, sitting in the throne,Governs his beams—which otherwise are noneBut darts and mischiefs—oh, then, sunlike, heDoth actuate, produce, ripen and freeFrom grossness, those good seeds which in us lie 25Till then as in a grave, and there would die.All high perfections in a perfect loverHis warmth does cherish, and his light discover.He gives an even temper of delightWithout a minute’s loss; nor fears affright 30Nor interrupt the joys such love doth bring,Nor no enjoying can dry up the spring.Unto another he lends out our pleasure,That—with the use—it may come home a treasure.Pure link of bodies where no lust controls, 35The fastness and security of souls!Sweetest path of life, virtue in full sail,Tree-budding hope whose fruit doth never fail!To this dear love I do no rebel stand,Though not employ’d, yet ready at command. 40Wherefore, O Reason high, thou who art kingOf the world’s king, and dost in order bringThe wild affections, which so often swerveFrom the just rule, and rebel passions serve;Thou without whose light love’s fire is but smoke, 45Which puts out eyes and mind’s true sense doth choke;Restore this lover to himself again,Send him a lively feeling of his pain,Give him a healthy and discerning tasteOf food and rest, that he may rest at last, 50By strength of thee, from his strange strong disease,Wherein the danger is that it doth please.Grant this, O Reason, at his deep’st requestWho never loved to see your power suppress’d.And now to you, Sir Love, your love I crave; 55Of you no mastery I desire to have.But that we may, like honest friends, agree,Let us to Reason fellow-servants be.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Love and Reason BASE Love, the stain of youth, the scorn of age,The folly of a man, a woman’s rage;The canker of a froward will thou art,The business of an idle empty heart;The rack of jealousy and sad Mistrust, 5The smooth and justified excuse of lust;The thief which wastes the taper of our life;The quiet name of restless jars and strife;The fly which dost corrupt and quite distasteAll happiness if thou therein be cast; 10The greatest and the most conceal’d impostorThat ever vain credulit...y did foster;A mountebank extolling trifles small,A juggler playing loose, not fast with all;An alchemist, whose promises are gold, 15Payment but dross, and hope at highest sold.This, this is Love, and worse than I can say.When he a master is, and bears the sway,He guides like Phaeton, burns and destroys,Parches and stifles what would else be joys. 20But when clear Reason, sitting in the throne,Governs his beams—which otherwise are noneBut darts and mischiefs—oh, then, sunlike, heDoth actuate, produce, ripen and freeFrom grossness, those good seeds which in us lie 25Till then as in a grave, and there would die.All high perfections in a perfect loverHis warmth does cherish, and his light discover.He gives an even temper of delightWithout a minute’s loss; nor fears affright 30Nor interrupt the joys such love doth bring,Nor no enjoying can dry up the spring.Unto another he lends out our pleasure,That—with the use—it may come home a treasure.Pure link of bodies where no lust controls, 35The fastness and security of souls!Sweetest path of life, virtue in full sail,Tree-budding hope whose fruit doth never fail!To this dear love I do no rebel stand,Though not employ’d, yet ready at command. 40Wherefore, O Reason high, thou who art kingOf the world’s king, and dost in order bringThe wild affections, which so often swerveFrom the just rule, and rebel passions serve;Thou without whose light love’s fire is but smoke, 45Which puts out eyes and mind’s true sense doth choke;Restore this lover to himself again,Send him a lively feeling of his pain,Give him a healthy and discerning tasteOf food and rest, that he may rest at last, 50By strength of thee, from his strange strong disease,Wherein the danger is that it doth please.Grant this, O Reason, at his deep’st requestWho never loved to see your power suppress’d.And now to you, Sir Love, your love I crave; 55Of you no mastery I desire to have.But that we may, like honest friends, agree,Let us to Reason fellow-servants be.
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