Tuesday, January 4, 2011

all several souls contain






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If any, so by love refined, 
That he soul's language understood, 
And by good love were grown all mind, 
Within convenient distance stood, 
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He—though he knew not which soul spake, 
Because both meant, both spake the same— 
Might thence a new concoction take, 
And part far purer than he came. 
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This ecstasy doth unperplex 
(We said) and tell us what we love ; 
We see by this, it was not sex ; 
We see, we saw not, what did move : 
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But as all several souls contain 
Mixture of things they know not what, 
Love these mix'd souls doth mix again, 
And makes both one, each this, and that. 
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~ John Donne (1572-1631)
from The Ecstasy
art by Georgia O'Keefe
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