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John Donne (1572–1631).  The Poems of John Donne.  1896.
Songs and Sonnets
A Jet Ring Sent
    THOU art not so black as my heart,
  Nor half so brittle as her heart, thou art;
What wouldst thou say? shall both our properties by thee be spoke,
—Nothing more endless, nothing sooner broke?
    Marriage rings are not of this stuff;        5
  Oh, why should ought less precious, or less tough,
Figure our loves? except in thy name thou have bid it say
“—I’m cheap, and nought but fashion; fling me away.”
    Yet stay with me since thou art come,
  Circle this finger’s top, which didst her thumb;        10
Be justly proud, and gladly safe, that thou dost dwell with me;
She that, O! broke her faith, would soon break thee.

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