John Donne’s (1572 – 1631) fabulous poem for St Lucy’s day, “being the shortest day” seems harder to find online in its original spelling, so I thought I’d preserve it here. TIS the yeares midnight, and it is the dayes, Lucies, who scarce seaven houres herself unmaskes, The Sunne is spent, and now his flasks Send [...]
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