“Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think’st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.”
By: J. Donne
From:”Death Be not Proud”
John Donne Poems
- A Hymn To Christ
- A Hymn To God The Father
- Aire and Angels
- Community
- Death Be Not Proud
- Father, Part Of His Double Interest
- For Whom The Bell Tolls
- Go And Catch A Falling Star
- Holy Sonnet ?
- Holy Sonnet XIV
- Hymn To God, My God In My Sickness
- O My Black Soul! Now Art Thou Summoned
- Song: Soul’s Joy Now I Am Gone
- The Computation
- The Dissolution
- The Sun Rising
- The Undertaking
- The Will
Other Links
- John Donne
- British Poets– collection of British Poets from Geoffrey Chaucer to the present time
- Collection of John Donne’s Poetry at luminarium.org