The Canonization by John Donne | বাংলা লেকচার | Bengali Lecture

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The Canonization
John Donne

For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me
love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with arts
improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his honor, or his grace,
Or the king's real, or his stampèd face
Contemplate; what you will, approve,
So you will let me love.

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