John Donne(1572–1631)
Sonnet 14: "Batter my heart, three-personed God; for You"
Batter m y heart, t h r e e - p e r s o n e d G o d ; 3 for Y o u
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me,' and bend
Your f o r c e t o break, b l o w , burn, a n d m a k e m e n e w .
I, like an u s u r p e d t o w n , t o ' a n o t h e r d u e ,
Labor to'admit You, b u t O , t o n o e n d ;
R e a s o n , Your viceroy4 i n m e , m e s h o u l d d e f e n d ,
B u t is captived, a n d p r o v e s w e a k or u n t r u e .
Yet dearly! love you,'and would be loved fain, 0gladly
But am betrothed unto your enemy.
D i v o r c e m e , ' u n t i e or break that k n o t again;
T a k e m e t o y o u , i m p r i s o n m e , for I ,
E x c e p t you'enthrall5 m e , n e v e r shall b e free,
N o r ever c h a s t e , e x c e p t y o u ravish m e .