The Flea by John Donne
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The Flea
Mark but this flea, and mark
in this,
How little that which thou
deniest me is;
It sucked me first, and now
sucks thee,
And in this flea our two
bloods mingled be;
Thou know’st that this cannot
be said
A sin, nor shame, nor loss of
maidenhead,
Yet this enjoys before it
woo,
And pampered swells with
one blood made of two,
And this, alas, is more
than we would do.
Oh stay, three lives in one
flea spare,
Where we almost, nay more than
married are.
This flea is you and I, and
this
Our mariage bed, and marriage
temple is;
Though parents grudge, and
you, w'are met,
And cloistered in these living
walls of jet.
Though use make you apt to
kill me,
Let not to that,
self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three sins
in killing three.
Cruel and sudden, hast thou
since
Purpled thy nail, in blood of
innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty
be,
Except in that drop which it
sucked from thee?
Yet thou triumph’st, and
say'st that thou
Find’st not thy self, nor me
the weaker now;
’Tis true; then learn how
false, fears be:
Just so much honor, when
thou yield’st to me,
Will waste, as this flea’s
death took life from thee.
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