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Go and catch a falling star,
Get with child a mandrake root,
Tell me where all past years are,
Or who cleft the Devil's foot,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing,
Or to keep off envy's stinging,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind.
If thou be'st born to strange sights,
Things invisible to see,
Ride ten thousand days and nights,
Till age snow white hairs on thee;
Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me
All strange wonders that befell thee,
And swear
No where
Lives a woman true, and fair.
If thou find'st one, let me know,
Such a pilgrimage were sweet;
Yet do not, I would not go,
Though at next door we might meet:
Though she were true, when you met her,
And last, till you write your letter,
Yet she
Will be
False, ere I come, to two or three.
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As a first step to be in the right position to do the task one has to have the proper storage to understand this kind of wit because the good judgement comes from experience and experience comes from the bad judgement.
Wilt,this experience and that of Donne pushed him to realaze the main and the obvious notion or consept of what we call woman in my opinion and throughout the ethics of the holly creed of our prophet wish peace and god's praiers on him had taugh us how can we see the real point of reality through the dark apearl of the woman's sins and behaveour.And the beautiful female is whom had been loved by all after having tapped or shaked by her reality . And Jhon Donne had seen this secret after having seen her coiling as a worm in man's viens.from your frind Mr BELKACEMI FETHI BP 178 chettia chlef 02170 Algeria
Belkacemi Fethi from Algeria