Death be not proud

My presentation topic is Renaissance literature, Death be not proud...

1. Name : Asha dodiya Semester : 1 Class : M.A Part 1 Enrollment no : PG15101012 Paper : 1 The Renaissance Literature Work : Presentation Email id : [email protected] Submitted by : Smt S. B Gardi.Maharaja Knshuakumarsihiy Bhavnagar University Department of English

2. Death Be Not proud By John Donne John Donne Born: between 24 January and 19 June ,1572. Birth Place: London ,England . Died :31 march 1631 London ,England . Occupation : poet, Priest, etc Nationality : English . Genres : Satire Love Poetry elegy . Subjects : love Sexuality Religion, death.

3. Poem :- Death Be Not Proud Death be not proud though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful for thou art not so, for those, when thou thinks' thou dost overthrow, die not pores death nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleeps which but thy pictures bee ,much pleasure then from thee much more must flow. And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,Rest of their bones, and souls deliveries. Thou art slave to fate chance kings and desperate men and dost with poison were and sickness dwell , and poppies or charmers can make us sleeps as well and better then thy stroake.

4. Why swell’s thou then; one short sleeps past wee wake eternally, and death shall be no more; death thou shall die.

5. Themes of this poem

6. About this poem :- John Donne’s view on this ultimate reality called –death Here in this poem poet address to death saying that there is no need for death to Be proud though some people call it very powerful and dangerous ,it is neither powerful nor dangerous. According to John Donne Picture of death is nothing but sleep and rest.

7. Death as a slave John Donne says that Death is nothing but Merely a slave of this Four things . 1. Faith 2. Chance 3. kings 4. Distress in life

8. Three places where death lives Forever :- In this poem john Donne says that death lives in these three places forever this places are like a home for death where death lives.

9. Conclusion John Donne Concludes his sonnet saying that death need not became proud ; this life is one sleep in a sense that it is full of illusion but death librates us from that illusion and we wake up forever,