John Donne,
A Valediction: Of My Name, in the Window
“ When love and grief their exaltation had, No door 'gainst this name's influence shut. As much more loving, as more sad, 'Twill make thee; and thou shouldst, till I return, Since I die daily, daily mourn.VIII. When thy inconsiderate hand Flings open this casement, with my trembling name, To look on one, whose wit or land New battery to thy heart may frame, Then think this name alive, and that thou thus In it offend'st my Genius. ”
