Eve Tushnet
My heart is by dejection, clay,
And by selfe-murder, red.
From this red earth, O Father, purge away
All vicious tinctures, that new fashioned
I may rise up from death, before I’m dead.
–John Donne, from “The Litanie: The Father”
My heart is by dejection, clay,
And by selfe-murder, red.
From this red earth, O Father, purge away
All vicious tinctures, that new fashioned
I may rise up from death, before I’m dead.
–John Donne, from “The Litanie: The Father”
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