Potential Titles: John Donne

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Love's pinnace overfraught - John Donne "Air and Angels"

Face and wings of air - John Donne "Air and Angels"

Upon earth we're kings - John Donne "The Anniversary"

Where none can do treason to us - John Donne "The Anniversary"

Bath'd in a cold quicksilver sweat - John Donne "Apparition"

The round earth's imagined corners - John Donne "At the round earth's imagined corners (Holy Sonnet 7)"

Numberless infinities of souls - John Donne "At the round earth's imagined corners (Holy Sonnet 7)"

And never taste death's woe - John Donne "At the round earth's imagined corners (Holy Sonnet 7)"

Untie or break that knot again - John Donne "Batter my heart, three person'd God (Holy Sonnet 14)"

Which dead in great fishes' jaws - John Donne "The Calm"

No more refreshing than our brimstone bath - John Donne "The Calm"

Where my soul dwells - John Donne "Elegy V: His Picture"

When we are shadows - John Donne "Elegy V: His Picture"

My worth decay - John Donne "Elegy V: His Picture"

This last lamenting kiss - John Donne "The Expiration"

In the Seven Sleepers' den - John Donne "The Good-Morrow"

All love of other sights controls - John Donne "The Good-Morrow"

Makes one little room an everywhere - John Donne "The Good-Morrow"

Two better hemispheres without sharp north - John Donne "The Good-Morrow"

Though their currents yield return to none - John Donne "Hymn to God, my God, in my Sickness"

Betrayed to endless night - John Donne "I Am a Little World Made Cunningly (Holy Sonnet V)"

Entreat one other tear to fall - John Donne "Lovers' Infiniteness"

Sighs, tears, and oaths - John Donne "Lovers' Infiniteness"

In times of action get new taxes - John Donne "Love's Growth"

And remit them not in peace - John Donne "Love's Growth"

No winter shall abate the spring's increase - John Donne "Love's Growth"

As due by many titles - John Donne "Sonnet"

The prodigal elements supply - John Donne "Sonnet XII: Why are we by all creatures waited on?"


Call country ants to harvest offices - John Donne "The Sun Rising"

Which are rags of time - John Donne "The Sun Rising"

Eclipse and cloud them with a wink - John Donne "The Sun Rising"

Firmness makes my circle just - John Donne "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning"


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