True love is both of the body and the mind, and to prove his point Donne gives a number of arguments and brings together a number of most disparate and varied elements. In the poem, the poet says that love is not a quintessence or pure and simple stuff which has sustaining and life-giving properties.
Charles Bernstein John L. Sweeney's note on the experiment included these comments: It is not a literary language.
Richards said in a different connection, 'Most people find that having versions of a passage before them opens up the task of explaining immensely.
This is true even when one version of it is clearly very inferior; its presence still throws the implications on the other into relief. What's remarkable about Sweeney's translation is how very beautiful it is. Some background from a article in the Harvard Crimson Sweeney came to Harvard in to work with I.
Richards on the Committee on Communications--using Richard's "Basic English" to prepare simplifications of the Bill of Rights and immigration documents. In the Poetry room, he has assembled a thousand-reel tape collection of recordings by contemporary poets, including rare readings by Wallace Stevens.
At Cambridge, his supervisor was I. Richards, whose standards of artistic excellence based on absolutes conditioned Sweeney's critical tastes. Working with Richards and William Empson in Basic English stimulated in appreciation of poetry's lingual exactness and internal architecture.
I cannot think that he, who then lov'd most, Sunk so low, as to love one which did scorn. But since this god produc'd a destiny, And that vice-nature custom lets it be; I must love her that loves not me. Sure they, which made him god, meant not so much, Nor he, in his young godhead practis'd it.
But when an even flame two hearts did touch, His office was indulgently to fit Actives to Passives, Correspondency Only his Subject was; it cannot be Love, till I love her that loves me. But every modern god will now extend His vast prerogative as far as Jove, To rage, to lust, to write to, to commend, All is the purlue of the God of Love.
Were we not weak'ned by this Tyranny To ungod this child again, it could not be I should love her, who loves not me. Rebel and Atheist too, why murmure I.
As though I felt the worst that love could do? Love may make me leave loving, or might try A deeper plague, to make her love me too, Which, since she loves before, I'm loth to see; Falshood is worse than hate; and that must be, If she whom I love, should love me. For he, As full of love when living as I am now Would not have done what I have done, Have given love to an unkind, unloving one.John Donne's Poetic Philosophy of Love By Dr.
David Naugle Stand still, and I will read to thee, A lecture, love, in love's philosophy.
Love's Deity. I LONG to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the god of love was born. I cannot think that he, who then loved most, Sunk so low as to love one which did scorn. Love’s Growth by John Donne Prev Article Next Article The poem, Love’s Growth, is an admirable lyric in which Donne examines the true nature of love and finds that it is a mixed stuff, a mixture of both physical and spiritual elements. Dec 15, · LOVE'S DEITY. by John Donne I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the god of love was born. I cannot think that he, who then loved most, Sunk so low as to .
—John Donne, “Lecture upon the Shadow”. John Donne- Love's Deity This is a comprehensive analysis of John Donne's poem 'Love's Deity.' It provides information on the context, form and structure and language and imagery of the. Literature Network» John Donne. Poems Of John Donne: Love's Deity.
Content courtesy of. From: Great Works of Literature Date: Author:Donne, John. was indulgently to fit Actives to passives; correspondency Only his subject was; it cannot be Love, if I love who loves not me. Love's Exchange.
Songs and Sonnets. John Donne. The Poems of John Donne. In John Donne's poem "Love's Deity", the speaker presents the argument that love can not be true love unless both members of the relationship love each other equally.
The speaker wishes that he could return to a time before the god of love was born so that he would not be .
Which, since she loves before, I'am loth to see. Falsehood is worse than hate; and that must be, If she whom I love, should love me.
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