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John Donne (1572–1631). The Poems of John Donne. 1896.

Appendix A. Doubtful Poems

Love-Sonnet (II.)

IS there no day, madam, for you? is all

A sullen night? it is not out of choice;

For watchful virtue never did rejoice

In darkness, when it subject was to fall.

But you are led by some unlucky hand

That guides your feet into a path obscure,

Yet looks that you as steadily should stand

As at noonday, and keep your feet as pure.

O, pardon me; should I be guided so

From light, from truth, and from the sight of men,

My guides should too late and quickly know

That darkness was the way to Error’s den,

And he should feel, that barr’d me from the light,

The best time to revenge my wrongs were night.