John Donne - 3 - Penguin Audiobooks torrent

'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's,
Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks;
         The sun is spent, and now his flasks
         Send forth light squibs, no constant rays;
                The world's whole sap is sunk;
The general balm th' hydroptic earth hath drunk,
Whither, as to the bed's feet, life is shrunk,
Dead and interr'd; yet all these seem to laugh,
Compar'd with me, who am their epitaph.


The Penguin Audiobook of the Selected Poems of John Donne, excellently read by, amongst others, Jeremy Northam and Alex Jennings, and interspersed with a literate and interesting biographical commentary. Kindly seed.