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d.
1631 John Donne, Dean of St. Paul’s London
subtle
conceits and rugged rhythms recklessness
of
style and harshness of metre he caused an urn
to
be carved its quaint affectation, its appalling
earnestness
recalls the very mind of the man himself
once
seen, is not easily forgotten the long, gaunt
upright
figure of a man, wrapped close in a shroud a face
wan,
worn, almost ghastly, with the eyes closed as in death
d.
1889 J. B. Lightfoot, Bishop of Durham, writes further
though
his ashes are mingled with western dust
looks
towards Him whose name is the Orient
it
speaks of a death, a resurrection, a saving as by fire
what
penitence, what tears, what merits of his own could
wash
out the stains which such a life as his was imbrued?
Found
poem: ‘Donne, the poet-preacher’ by J. B. Lightfoot, in ‘Historical Essays’, Macmillan,
1895, pp. 221-245.
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