John Donne (1572-1631), Anglican priest and poet.
We think that Paradise and Calvary,
Christs Cross, And Adams tree, stood in one place;
Look, Lord, and see both Adams met in me;
As the first Adams sweat surrounds my face;
May the last Adams blood my soul in embrace.
So, in his purple wrappd receive me, Lord,
By these thorns give me his other Crown;
And as to others soul I preachd they word.
Be this my Text, my Sermon to mine own,
Therefore that he may raise the Lord throws down.
Exquisite!
Deep and beautiful.
To be a man is to be a pilgrim.