tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989195930208285157.post7715137354490571426..comments2023-09-15T02:35:15.057-07:00Comments on litstudies: Close Reading: Death, be not proudProf. Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14882906924844576474noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989195930208285157.post-43977204705037058732008-05-11T19:43:00.000-07:002008-05-11T19:43:00.000-07:00I've read a few poems by John Donne and they are a...I've read a few poems by John Donne and they are always powerful. You did a great analysis of this poem and i like how you pointed out how Donne personifies death and that you can see the speaker laughing in the face of death.Kelly Flanneryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14011567211305019153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989195930208285157.post-82740775047464435872008-05-06T19:40:00.000-07:002008-05-06T19:40:00.000-07:00I strongly agree with your analysis of this poem. ...I strongly agree with your analysis of this poem. I would only like to add one thought. The part in the poem where Donne says, And doest with poison, war, and sickness dwell," I feel that there is a lot to be said for the situations he chooses. Poison, war and sickness are all things that, to the human, seem to be eternal. Poision and sickness seem to determine the length of someone's life, and war the outcome of a nation. While both may seem eternal, they are not. They each (of the effects of each) come to an end. By saying that death dwells among these things really denounces the power humans have placed in death's hands. Donne is saying that just as these things seem to be something so much stronger than they are, so is death.AmyD.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00711239097789482944noreply@blogger.com