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Holy Sonnet XIX: Oh, To Vex Me, Contraries Meet In One by John Donne

By John Donne

Topics: love-shayari, spiritual-poetry

Oh, to vex me, contraries meet in one: Inconstancy unnaturally hath begot A constant habit; that when I would not I change in vows, and in devotion. As humorous is my contrition As my profane love, and as soon forgot: As riddlingly distempered, cold and hot, As praying, as mute; as infinite, as none. I durst not view heaven yesterday; and today In prayers and flattering speeches I court God: Tomorrow I quake with true fear of his rod. So my devout fits come and go away

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"Oh, to vex me, contraries meet in one:..."

"Holy Sonnet XIX: Oh, To Vex Me, Contraries Meet In One" by John Donne is a love and spiritual english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by John Donne demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Oh, to vex me, contraries meet in one: Inconstancy unnaturally hath begot...", this piece explores themes of love and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. John Donne's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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