Twickenham Garden by John Donne
Twickenham Garden by John Donne

Twickenham Garden

John Donne * Track #125 On Poems of John Donne

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Twickenham Garden by John Donne

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In this poem Donne describes the pain of unrequited love, which he is unable to escape even when he seeks emotional comfort in the peace of Twickenham Garden, believed to belong to his patroness, (and rumoured lover), Lucy, Duchess of Bedford. But the peaceful setting doesn’t soothe him.

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Twickenham Garden Annotated

BLASTED with sighs, and surrounded with tears,
Hither I come to seek the spring,
And at mine eyes, and at mine ears,
Receive such balms as else cure every thing.
But O, self-traitor, I do bring
The spider Love, which transubstantiates all,
And can convert manna to gall ;
And that this place may thoroughly be thought
True paradise, I have the serpent brought.

'Twere wholesomer for me that winter did
Benight the glory of this place,
And that a grave frost did forbid
These trees to laugh and mock me to my face ;
But that I may not this disgrace
Endure, nor yet leave loving, Love, let me
Some senseless piece of this place be ;
Make me a mandrake, so I may grow here,
Or a stone fountain weeping out my year.

Hither with crystal phials, lovers, come,
And take my tears, which are love's wine,
And try your mistress' tears at home,
For all are false, that taste not just like mine.
Alas ! hearts do not in eyes shine,
Nor can you more judge women's thoughts by tears,
Than by her shadow what she wears.
O perverse sex, where none is true but she,
Who's therefore true, because her truth kills me.

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