In my AICE English course last year, our teacher, Mr. Walpole, had us memorize a poem. When he first gave us the assignment, it was….daunting. We had to memorize 14 lines worth of 17th century metaphysical poetry and recite it to the class—WHAT?! Yup, that was my initial reaction. However, after beating up my brain to memorize this poem it started coming together line by line, piece by piece. And before I knew it, I was utterly mesmerized by the beauty of it. The poem is about mortality and in a sense John Donne makes fun of death and belittles it. How often do you see that? Our lives as humans are dictated by the notion of death. It rules us.
But in this poem, John Donne rules it.