Rhythm doctor classy4/3/2023 ![]() ![]() A friendly face pushing the the local scene with an impressive output of heavily chaptered synth jams. The Producer / DJ who honed a craft in sample twisted acid and breaks, drops their first solo release since 2018. The Tunisia based artist, digger, and “Are You Alien” label/party founder joins the Banoffee fray with “Planet Rhythm X”. LISTEN TO FULL CLIPS > found.ee/BP018-Listenī1 The Land Of The Never Ending Acid Jazzīanoffee Pies Records 18th release in the Original Series continues with another speaker hugger via a 4 track EP from HearThuG. ![]() Tiffany, Doctor Jeep, India Jordan, Anastasia Kristensen, Ciel ++ Holy Sonnet 7: At the round earth's imagined cornersSupport from: Ben UFO, Job Jobse, Mor Elian, D. Holy Sonnet 6: This is my play's last scene Holy Sonnet 14: Batter my heart, three-person'd God Tom O'Bedlam recites a portion of "To His Mistress Going to Bed." "To His Mistress Going to Bed" Read Aloud ![]() Images of the first published edition of John Donne's poems-with some background about why "To His Mistress Going to Bed" wasn't included in the original edition. An introduction to the movement of Renaissance poets called "the metaphysicals," from the Academy of American Poets.ġ633 Edition of Donne's Songs and Sonnets An article on John Donne's erotic poetry by Carolyn Kormann. A detailed biography of John Donne from the Poetry Foundation. More “To His Mistress Going to Bed” Resources.Then since that I may know,Ĥ5Thy self: cast all, yea, this white linen hence,Ĥ7 To teach thee, I am naked first why thenĤ8What needst thou have more covering than a man. ![]() Gems which you women useģ6Are like Atlanta’s balls, cast in men’s views,ģ7That when a fool’s eye lighteth on a Gem,ģ8His earthly soul may covet theirs, not them.ģ9Like pictures, or like books’ gay coverings madeĤ0For lay-men, are all women thus array’d Ĥ1Themselves are mystic books, which only weĤ2(Whom their imputed grace will dignify)Ĥ3Must see reveal’d. 1Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defy,ģThe foe oft-times having the foe in sight,ĤIs tir’d with standing though he never fight.ĥOff with that girdle, like heaven’s Zone glistering,ħUnpin that spangled breastplate which you wear,ĨThat th’eyes of busy fools may be stopped there.ĩUnlace yourself, for that harmonious chime,ġ0Tells me from you, that now it is bed time.ġ1Off with that happy busk, which I envy,ġ2That still can be, and still can stand so nigh.ġ3Your gown going off, such beauteous state reveals,ġ4As when from flowery meads th’hill’s shadow steals.ġ6The hairy Diadem which on you doth grow:ġ7Now off with those shoes, and then safely treadġ8In this love’s hallow’d temple, this soft bed.ġ9In such white robes, heaven’s Angels used to beĢ0Received by men Thou Angel bringst with theeĢ1A heaven like Mahomet’s Paradise and thoughĢ2Ill spirits walk in white, we easily know,Ģ3By this these Angels from an evil sprite,Ģ4Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.Ģ5 Licence my roving hands, and let them go,Ģ8My kingdom, safeliest when with one man mann’d,Ģ9My Mine of precious stones, My Empirie,ģ0How blest am I in this discovering thee!ģ1To enter in these bonds, is to be free ģ2Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be.ģ3 Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee,ģ4As souls unbodied, bodies uncloth’d must be,ģ5To taste whole joys. ![]()
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