John Donne is a famous English poet. He was born in London, the United Kingdom in 1572. Death Be Not Proud poem was written by John Donne. John Donne was an associate in nursing English creative person, researcher, fighter, and secretary naturally introduced to a Catholic family, a reminder of the Catholic Revival, United Nations agency hesitatingly was a minister within the Church of the European nation.
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Poem Title: Death Be Not Proud (Lyrics)
Poet: John Donne
Book: Holy Sonnet 10
Death Be Not Proud Poem by John Donne
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 not, 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 delivery.
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 stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.