holy sonnet xiv

• john donne
  holy sonnet xiv: batter my heart, three-personed god
  
  batter my heart, three-personed god; for you
  as yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
  that i may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
  your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
  i, like an usurped town, to another due,
  labor to admit you, but o, to no end;
  reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
  but is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
  yet dearly i love you, and would be loved fain,
  but am betrothed unto your enemy.
  divorce me, untie or break that knot again;
  take me to you, imprison me, for i,
  except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
  nor even chaste, except you ravish me.