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[Transcriptions are not provided for noncanonical poems,
elegies on Donne by other authors, or prose compositions] |
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| Resurrection imperfect. |
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| Sleep, sleep old Sun, thou canst not have repast |
| As yet, the wound thou took'st on friday last; |
| Sleep then, and rest: the world may bear thy stay, |
| A better Sun rose before thee to day, |
| Who, not content to 'enlighten all that dwell |
| On the earths face, as thou, enlightned hell, |
| And made the dark fires languish in that vale, |
| As at thy presence here, our fires grow pale, |
| Whose body having walk'd on earth, and now |
| Hasting to Heaven, would, that he might allow |
| Himself unto all stations, and fill all, |
| For these three daies become a mineral; |
| He was all gold when he lay down, but rose |
| All tincture, and doth not alone dispose |
| Leaden and iron wills to good, but is |
| Of power to make even sinful flesh like his.
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[CW: Had] |