On Sunday May 8, Dan Cabot is speaking on John Donne’s sonnet, exploring how a deeply religious person feels. See poem below:
Sonnet #14 by John Donne (1572-1631)
Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an unsurp’d town to another due,
Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captive’s, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be love’d fain,
But am betroth’d unto your enemy;
Divorce me, untie or break that knowt again.
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.