I recently got a new mic and I’ve been testing it out. In doing so I was just playing around and found a fun little groove on the guitar and thought I’d record something with it. Because I don’t have any new lyrics as of late, I borrowed some from good ole John Donne. This is one of my favorite poems by him and so I thought it would work well to record something with it. I’m diggin’ the quality of the mic and am leaning strongly towards keeping this one. Give it a listen and let me know what you think.
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by John Donne
I never stoop’d so low, as they
Which on an eye, cheek, lip, can prey ;
Seldom to them which soar no higher
Than virtue, or the mind to admire.
For sense and understanding may
Know what gives fuel to their fire ;
My love, though silly, is more brave ;
For may I miss, whene’er I crave,
If I know yet what I would have.
If that be simply perfectest,
Which can by no way be express’d
But negatives, my love is so.
To all, which all love, I say no.
If any who deciphers best,
What we know not—ourselves—can know,
Let him teach me that nothing. This
As yet my ease and comfort is,
Though I speed not, I cannot miss.