※ 引述《ad47 (怎麽没人回答问题阿~!!!)》之铭言： : Death, be not proud, though some have called thee : Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; : For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow : Die now, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. : From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, : Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow. : And soonest our best men with thee do go, : Rest of their bones, and soul's deliverty. : Thou art slave to fate, chance , kings, and desperate men. : And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, : And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well : And better than thy strok; why swell'st thou then? : One short sleep past, we wake eternally : And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die. : 作者是John Donne吧! : 他是怎样的一位诗人呢? : 後世对他的评价又如何 : 还有"心灵病房"(Wit)一片对John Donne的诗的叙述是很确切的吗? : 各位大大的评价如何勒? : 谢谢回答罗^^(希望有人看过~而且和我一向喜欢:p) 节自A History of English Literature(Michael Alexander) John Donne(1572-1631) is the most striking of 17th-century poets. Donne nails reformers, conformists and free-thinker, then turns on the reader and himself. Donne was known to the public as a preacher. Donne argues aloud to define, dramatize and project a moment's mood. Although religious and metaphysical categories are central to his thinking, his love poems are not truly metaphysical. Although a master of verse, he avoided Elizabathan melody, natural imagery and classicized beautiful. He never escaped from the soul/body problem of medieval scholasticism, nor from the Four Last Things on which Christians were to meditate: Heaven, Hell, Death, and Judgement. If Donne's poems read dramatically, his sermeons were drama both audible and visible. At his sermons, women fainted and men wept. --

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