This all too heresome world weighs down my soul; <br />I need love's sweetnesses oft to be met: <br />while yet I pray to God to make me good - <br />please god, be it - not quite so soon - not yet...<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/john-donne-remembers-saint-augustine/
