Holy Sonnet 14
BATTER MY HEART, THREE-PERSON'D GOD
Batter my heart, three-person'd 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 an usurped town, to another due,
Labor to admit You, but Oh, to no end;
Reason, Your viceroy in me, me should defend
But is captivated, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love You, and would be loved fain,
But I am betrothed unto 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.
~ John Donne (1633)
Posted by joydriven at January 18, 2004 11:29 PM | TrackBack