A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning By John Donne

A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning By John Donne As virtuous men pass mildly away,   And whisper to their souls to go,Whilst some of their sad friends do say,   “The breath goes now,” and some say, “No,” So let us melt, and make no noise,   No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;‘Twere profanation of our joys   To tell the […]