Batter my heart, three-person'd God
John Donne
1572 to 1631
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That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again,
Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end;
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy;
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be lov'd fain,
But is captiv'd, and proves weak or untrue.
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town to another due,
Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,