John Donne (1572–1631), poem abridged and rendered in black lettering on the south outside black timber wall, of the author, artist and film-maker Derek Jarman’s (1942 – 1994) Dungeness home, Prospect Cottage.
“The Sunne Rising” by John Donne (published 1633)
Busie old foole, unruly Sunne,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windowes, and through curtaines call on us?
Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
Sawcy pedantique wretch, goe chide
late schoole boyes and sowre prentices,
Goe tell Court-huntsmen, that the King will ride,
Call countrey ants to harvest offices;
Love, all alike, no season knowes, nor clyme,
Nor houres, dayes, moneths, which are the rags of time. (10)
Thou sunne art halfe as happy as wee, (25)
In that the world's contracted thus;
Thine age askes ease, and since thy duties bee
to warme the world, that's done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art every where;
This bed thy center is, these walls, thy spheare. (30)
Picture shows the poem by John Donne, as rendered abridged on an outside wall of Prospect Cottage. Dungeness, Kent, England photo taken 23/08/2019
Date: 23/08/2019
Location: Prospect Cottage. Dungeness, Kent, UK
Photographer: Richard Keith Wolff
