+All coherence gone, John Donne
And new philosophy calls all in doubt,
the element of fire is quite put out;
the sun is lost, and the earth, and no man's wit.
Can well direct him where to look for it.
And freely men confess that this world's spent,
When in the planets, and the firmament
They seek so many new;
Then see that this is crumbled out again to his atomies.
Tis all inpieces, all coherence gone.
All just supply, and all relation:
Prince,subject, father, son, are things forgot.
