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john donne’s holy sonnet x

Also known as Death Be Not Proud. Like I said earlier, I had to do a presentation on this poem today, so here’s some notes from it. One thing we didn’t focus on enough was the form of the poem itself, so I added in some notes about that at the end. What I have here is pretty basic, so if you have any more notes or interpretations, leave them in the comments!

We also played this video at the beginning. This lady is actually criticizing the version of the poem that is in our textbook =P

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou’art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy’or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so;

Line 1 – Donne’s thesis statement
- Pride was the first sin, brought about death.
Ezekiel 28: 13, 17:
13. You [Satan] were in Eden,
the garden of God;
every precious stone adorned you:
ruby, topaz and emerald,
chrysolite, onyx and jasper,
sapphire, turquoise and beryl.
Your settings and mountings were made of gold;
on the day you were created they were prepared.
17. Your heart became proud
on account of your beauty,
and you corrupted your wisdom
because of your splendor.
So I threw you to the earth;
I made a spectacle of you before kings.

- Death is not mighty, just a tool.
- Not dreadful, for Christian it is a good thing.
-  A tool subject to fate, chance, kings, desperate men, but also a tool God uses for good – death brings about life through Jesus Christ, ironic how God used something Satan meant for destruction of men, to bring life to men.
Romans 6:3-14: “All of us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death. We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death, in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the father, we too may live a new life.”

For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

- Physical death cannot affect spiritual life, more like sleeping.
John 11: 11 -13
11. After he had said this, he went on to tell them, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep; but I am going there to wake him up.”
12.His disciples replied, “Lord, if he sleeps, he will get better.”
13. Jesus had been speaking of his death, but his disciples thought he meant natural sleep.

And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.

Philippians 1:21: “For me to live is Christ, to die is gain.
- “Best men” are willing to accept death, they understand it is just a transition from life to everlasting life. They are the “best men” because they live their life to fullest, accept the time that God has ordained for them, live without fear. View death as rest, not dreadful.

Thou’art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,

- Death is just a tool, not autonomous
- If we are no longer afraid of death, we are no longer afraid of those who use it against us
- Romans 8: 31 – “If God is for us, who can be against us?”

And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,

– the results of sin, personified and inhabitants of hell? death keeps lowly companions. Temporarily have power over the earth because of sin, but will soon pass away.
– Revelation 21:4: “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”

And poppy’or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroke. Why swell’st thou then?

- Death does not have the upper hand, even when we ourselves want rest and peace, we do not have to resort to death. Poppy, charms, (drugs, other things that bring comfort), etc. can help us deal with pain, and sadness.
- Rebuttal of death’s pride. Death is not the only option.

One short sleep past, we wake eternally,

- emphasizes the temporary aspect of death
- “short sleep” contrasts with “wake eternally.”

And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

1 Corinthians 15:26 – “The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.”

- Death is ultimate result of sin. Sin shall be destroyed as well as death, sickness, war, pain etc.
– Revelation 21:4 (see above).

Death dies a spiritual death – eternal. It is a spiritual concept, cannot die physically, only can die eternally.

Rhyme scheme
abba abba abba cc
- first 8 lines (octave), envelope rhymes, talking about more positive aspects of death, defensive
- last 6 lines (sestet), direct condemnation, offensive

some emo poem

Stress-case, in haste, copy, paste, but no erase.
Alleviate my wistful state, satiate my sharp heartache;
Your heart still beats while mine retreats.
Dry my watered gaze, deny my wish to fade,
With your well-whispered words the clouds abate.

walk

Internal conversations play out, back and forth;
There’s an inviting isolation here in the north.
It draws you out, demands your attention
And proceeds to conduct an intervention.

aha!


You couldn’t give me enough money,
There’s nothing you could buy,
To make me yours, my lovely,
So why would you try?
Your smile is enough
To brighten my day,
Your arms enough
To warm the night -
And those are pretty much the basic needs of life, right?
Close enough

looking up

you are worthy of far better documentation
than the limited adoration i provide.
the inferior paragraphs i write to your name
are my best efforts – though in vain -
for they are a flawed emulation
of my inherent admiration.

to be or not to be

You know, I really dig this speech. It’s brilliant. Here are two completely different performances by Mel Gibson and Kenneth Branagh. I love both, but I like Branagh’s a bit more just because he delivers it so differently from what I would expect but pulls it off perfectly. He’s debating intensely with quiet reservation. Gibson goes for full dramatic effect and doesn’t hold much back. The locations are in stark contrast as well. Branagh is in a brightly lit room, Gibson is in a dark burial chamber. Anyways, I’m stating the obvious now. Just watch them both. It’s worth your time.

a ditty

all-nighters are fun, all- nighters are cool

when they’re spent dancing and not doing school

Love’s Growth

Holla, meet my favorite poet, John Donne (1572-1631), and consequently my favorite poem:

Love’s Growth

I scarce believe my love to be so pure
As I had thought it was,
Because it doth endure
Vicissitude, and season, as the grass ;
Methinks I lied all winter, when I swore
My love was infinite, if spring make it more.
But if this medicine, love, which cures all sorrow
With more, not only be no quintessence,
But mix’d of all stuffs, vexing soul, or sense,
And of the sun his active vigour borrow,
Love’s not so pure, and abstract as they use
To say, which have no mistress but their Muse ;
But as all else, being elemented too,
Love sometimes would contemplate, sometimes do.
And yet no greater, but more eminent,
Love by the spring is grown ;
As in the firmament
Stars by the sun are not enlarged, but shown,
Gentle love deeds, as blossoms on a bough,
From love’s awakened root do bud out now.
If, as in water stirr’d more circles be
Produced by one, love such additions take,
Those like so many spheres but one heaven make,
For they are all concentric unto thee ;
And though each spring do add to love new heat,
As princes do in times of action get
New taxes, and remit them not in peace,
No winter shall abate this spring’s increase.

———–

Here are some definitions to help understand the poem a bit better:

Vicissitude: changeability
Quintessence: the absolute essence of a substance
Elemented: made up of more than one element
Spheres: planets

I should think very much that this poem is awesome. My other favorite John Donne poems are The Good Morrow, Lovers’ Infiniteness, A Fever, Death Be Not Proud, Batter My Heart, and A Hymn to God the Father.

Paradise Lost – Book 5

Sup Raphael?Okay let’s see…I read Book 5 awhile ago, so basing off my notes let’s see if I can give an accurate rundown.

Oh, here we are. Satan is in Eden and whispering thoughts into Eve’s ear as she sleeps. Thus, her sleep is not as restful as it usually is. Adam awakes…

11. …He on his side,
Leaning, half-raised, with looks of candid love
Hung over her enamored, and beheld
Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep
Shot forth peculiar graces. Then with voice
Mild, so when Zephyrus on Flora breathes,
Her hand soft touching, whispered thus, ‘Awake,
My fairest, my espoused, my latest found,
Heaven’s last, best gift, my ever-new delight.

Eve awakes and tells Adam of her dream; a dream where she ate from the fruit of the forbidden tree, where Satan persuaded:

69. Forbidden here, it seems, as only fit
For gods, yet able to make gods of men.

Adam is concerned, but reasons that

150. Evil into the mind of God or Man
May come and go, so unapproved, and leave
No spot or blame behind…

God has seen what has happened, and sends angels Raphael and Tobias to warn Adam of the enemy in the garden. Raphael approaches Adam’s dwelling.

350. Meanwhile our primitive great sire[Adam], to meet
His godlike guest, walks forth, without more train
Accompanied than with his own complete
Perfections…

445. …O innocence,
Deserving paradise!

Raphael explains Adam’s situation:

525. God made thee perfect, not immutable

528. By nature free, not over-ruled by fate
Inextricable, or strict necessity
Our voluntary service he requires,
Not our necessitated. Such with Him
Finds no acceptance, nor can find…

Raphael then relates the story of Satan’s rebellion and fall in Heaven. This is part of Satan’s persuasive speech to his followers in Heaven:

856. …Who saw
When this creation was? Rememberest thou
Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being?
We know no time when we were not as now,
Know none before us, self-begot, self-raised,
By our own quickening power…

The only angel who dissents is Abdiel, who defends the Creator and abandons Satan’s cause.

Paradise Lost – Book 4

73-74. Me miserable! Which way shall I fly? Infinite wrath and infinite despair!Satan is on Mount Niphates and experiences a ‘mental breakdown’ of sorts. He reflects on how he came to be in such a miserable state.

19. …Horror and doubt distract
His troubled thoughts, and from the bottom stir
The hell within him. For within him hell
He brings, and round about him, nor from hell
One step, no more than from himself, can fly
By change of place. …

50. …Lifted up so high,
I [disdained] subjection, and thought one step higher
Would set me highest….

He then contemplates what it would be like to submit to God again and resume his place in Heaven, but again his pride gets in the way. He cannot abase himself before God now, especially since earlier in Hell he had so passionately declared to his followers absolute opposition to God.

70. Be then His love accursed, since love or hate
To me alike, it deals eternal woe.

76. Which way I fly is hell, myself am hell.

109. ‘So farewell hope. And with hope farewell fear.
Farewell remorse. All good to me is lost.

Line 76 is interesting, because it implies that not only is hell a place, but a state of being. It reminds me of something C.S Lewis said…

“Remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare…. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal… All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations…immortal horrors or everlasting splendors.”

So maybe hell isn’t exactly (or only) some hot, fiery place that “hapless” sinners get thrown into. Perhaps it is (also) a state of being they themselves choose through their own faulty reason and pride…Like Satan in Paradise Lost. Hmm.

Moving on, Uriel (the angel Satan tricked into directing him towards Eden by making himself still look like a heavenly being), looks down upon Mt. Niphates and sees Satan’s countenance.

129. …disfigured, more then could befall
Spirit of a happy sort. …

Satan, with his new resolve and assumption that he is unobserved, sets out towards Eden.

539. Through wood, through waste, o’er hill, o’er dale his roam.

And Uriel warns Gabriel (who is guarding the gate of Eden) that he saw one of the fallen enter the garden. Gabriel and two other angels promise to find him before morning.

Satan, now in Eden, observes the beauty of the plants and animals, and finally, Man. He overhears a conversation between Adam and Eve describing how they met.

Eve awakened to her existence on a bed of flowers. Continue reading

Paradise Lost: Book 3

Gustave Dore + Irfanview = blueMilton again begins with a prayer, asking the Holy Spirit to help him tell the story of things invisible to man. He then tells about God watching Satan heading towards Earth.

95. …Whose fault?
Whose but his own? Ingrate, he had of me
All he could have. I made him just and right,
Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.

I love how God called Satan an ingrate, btw. That’s intense.

God foresees Man’s fall, but decides to be merciful, because

103. God created men and angels free.
Angels fell of their own suggestion,
Men were lured and tempted.

Jesus then says that justice must still be served, but volunteers to satisfy God’s justice on behalf of men through his own sacrifice.

252. Death his death’s wound shall then receive, and stoop
Inglorious, of his mortal sting disarmed.

The angels then sing praises:

397. Thee only extolled, Son of thy Father’s might
To execute fierce vengeance on his foes,
Not so on Man. Him through their malice fallen,
Father of mercy and grace, thou didst not doom
So strictly, but much more to pity incline.

We return to Satan, who is trying to find his way to Earth. He encounters the “Paradise of Fools.” I thought this was a pretty good picture of what it’s like trying to get to heaven through good works: As soon as you almost reach the gates of heaven, a gust of wind comes and blows you away – all was in vain.

489. … Then might ye see
Cowls, hoods and habits with their wearers, tossed
And fluttered into rags; their relics, beads,
Indulgences, dispenses, pardons, bulls,
The sport of winds…

Satan has a brief stint on the sun, soon leaves and sees the archangel Uriel. He transforms himself to look like a different angel, approaches Uriel and asks where Man dwells on Earth so he might see God’s creation and glorify Him more. Uriel, free of suspicion, gladly tells him because

688. …goodness thinks no ill
Where no ill seems…

Satan thanks Uriel, heads towards Earth and alights on Mount Niphates.

Paradise Lost – Book 2

Gustave Dore. Original isn't green, btw.First of all, a correction about my earlier post. I said Satan proposed to attack God indirectly through attacking God’s creation, but that wasn’t true. Satan just proposed to be and do the direct opposite of everything God is and does. In Book 2 Satan and his minions discuss what specific actions to take.

43. He ceased. And next to him
Moloch, sceptered king
Stood up, the strongest and fiercest spirit
That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair

Moloch proposed another direct attack against Heaven:

102. Our power sufficient to disturb His heaven…
105. Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.

Continue reading

Paradise Lost by John Milton: Book 1

Book 1Paradise Lost was written by John Milton and published as 12 books in 1667. Here are some notes from Book 1, with the lines numbered for reference.

It starts off with Milton calling on the Holy Spirit to help him tell the story:

14. What in me is dark,
Illumine; what is low, raise and support
That, to the height of this great argument,
I may assert eternal providence,
And justify the ways of God to man.

Milton then begins his epic. The setting is in hell after Satan and his angels have been thrown out of Heaven.

62. Yet from the flames
No light, but rather darkness visible.

Satan addresses his angels. Even still he is prideful and even more hardened against God. He believes that he and his legions are still capable of overcoming God and claiming Heaven for themselves.

Continue reading

Notebook Poems

Miss Liddell by Bri-Chan on DeviantArtI’m quite an amatuer, but can’t go anywhere unless you start somewhere, right? My goal is to eventually be able to write poems with more rules, like sonnets. Stuff like this will have to do for now…neither have titles yet.

Though it takes a thousand words to be admired;
One ill syllable leaves a man undesired.
One hundred smiles, bright and bold
May by one disdainful look unfold.
Ten thousand steps of poise and grace
Are tarnished by one stride poor in taste.
A man cannot outlive one false move
Among myriads of men quick to prove
Him forever condemned, till he grow old.
Though One higher, whose heart not so cold
Longs to forgive and quell righteous fury
Than leave him subject to a merciless jury

-

Continue reading

Jack Ryan + Poetry = ?

The Hunt for Red October

So, I haven’t started reading The Hunt for Red October yet, -I’ve started Paradise Lost (post to come…whenever) and have been busy with school – but I watched the movie tonight because I needed to chill and it’s one I simply cannot get bored of.

Also (and this does tie into the first paragraph…oh yes) I’ve really been getting into poetry. John Donne and Robert Burns are of note. John Donne seems really bold and sincere (“Death, thou shalt die”) and I just love the Scottish words from Burns. And Auld Lang Syne… is seriously such a great poem! I love it!

So, if you read enough poetry (or are an angsty teen, of course), you feel compelled to try writing some of your own. And so I have. As I said, I was watching The Hunt for Red October… Continue reading

Ovid: Selected Poems = Fin.

OvidI’m confused though. Is this all Roman mythology? Or Greek mythology? Or Romanized Greek mythology? Or all of the above? Ovid was a Roman after all. Ummm…whatever.

Anyways, a lot of the coolest excerpts came from the poem Metamorphosis. I read about the origins of the myrrh tree (a girl named Myrrha was turned into a tree, and her tears became drops of myrrh) and the river Lethe than ran through the Cave of Sleep (which is where we get the word “lethargy” from. Lethe also ran through the underworld, I believe.) and a brief look at Pythagoras’ (of trignometry fame) philosophy of the “transmigration of the souls,” or reincarnation.

 And Jupiter = worst. king of the gods. ever.

The poetry itself is pretty good too. I want to read the entire Metamorphosis poem now.

Metamorphosis by Ovid

Ovid has definitely got a lot cooler once I got past Amores, which was all about sex. Now I’m into Metamorphosis which is about all the Greek and Roman gods and jazz, which is totally awesome. It includes the story of Jupiter sending a flood to destroy man, but for the two survivors, Decalion and Pyrrhus, Narcissus falling in love with his own reflection (which is where we get the term “narcissistic”), the origin of echos, Pyramus and Thisbe (which Shakespeare used in A Midsummer Night’s Dream), and Arachne being turned into a spider by the jealous Athene (which I assume is where we get the word “arachnid”). Totally neat, though I must say a great many of the gods are so flippin’ immature and temperamental. Honestly.

Anyways, so that’s pretty neat. And the book is tiny so I can put it in my purse for riding on the train. Before I used to lug around Anna Karenina, but that was just far too cumbersome. It’s nice having a smaller book for traveling.

And I bought Paradise Lost today, because it had been on sale for the past month and I knew I would be kicking myself if I didn’t once they all sold out or the sale ended because I had wanted it for such a long time. So it’s this huge thing, illustrated and everything, but I’m pretty stoked for it.

Ariadne to Theseus by Ovid

Ariadne to Theseus from Heroides (‘Epistles of the Heroines’).

‘Ariadne laments her lover’s desertion.’

 

 When morning dew on the fields did fall,

And birds with early songs for day did call,

Then I, half sleeping, stretched me towards your place

And sought to press you with a new embrace,

Oft sought to press you close, but still in vain:

My folding arms came empty back again.

=(

Ovid : Selected Poems

I bought this book in the summer but confess that I’ve hardly read much of it. The beginning was excerpts from ‘Amores’ (‘Loves’), which seem to pertain only to the physical side of things. My favorite so far would have to be a line from, “Ovid laments an ‘imperfect enjoyment.”

If old I live, how shall I old prevail,

 When in my youth I thus inglorious fail?

What to do, what to do.

Actually, that is my favorite for sheer amusement’s sake, but I really like this excerpt from ”Ovid begs morning not to come too swiftly.”

What pleasure in thy light should mortals take?

Thou dost the weary traveller awake;

Though to the down his heavy head reclines,

Up he must lift it, for morning shines.

I feel ya, especially on Mondays. Although Ovid’s motives for delaying the day are usually for different reasons than just resting.

 Who says classic literature is boring?