John Donne, 1572︱1631
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Go, catch the falling meteor,
Welcoming new life with mandala roots,
Tell me, where are the bygone days?
Who split the devil's hoof?
Teach me to hear the mermaid's song,
Avoid the toss of jealousy,
find out
what is the wind
Diligent and honest mind.
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If you were born to see wonders,
That rare thing.
Mercedes ten thousand days and nights,
Until the years make you white as snow.
You, when you come back, will tell me
All the incredible experiences,
oath
no matter where
There are no faithful women.
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Let me know if you find it,
How sweet the pilgrimage will be.
But yeah, I won't go,
Even if we meet next door.
Even if you met her faithful and trustworthy,
But in the end, when you repaired the book and gave it to me,
she has
no longer
Before I arrived, I had been ruthless to two or three people.