John Donne–Good Friday, 1613. Riding Westward
This day, when my Soules forme bends toward the East. There I should see a Sunne, by rising set, And by that setting endlesse day beget; But that Christ on this Crosse, did rise and fall, Sinne had eternally benighted … Continue reading John Donne–Good Friday, 1613. Riding Westward
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