Holy Sonnet 5 by John Donne - Read by Arthur L Wood

Holy Sonnet 5, by John Donne. I am a little world, made cunningly of elements and an angelic sprite. But black sin hath betrayed to endless night my world's both parts, and, oh, both parts must die. You which beyond that heaven which was most high have found new spheres and of new lands can write poor new seas in mine eyes that so I might drown my world with my weeping earnestly. Or wash it, if it must be drowned no more, but, oh, it must be burnt. Alas, the fire of lust and envy have burnt it heretofore and made it fouler. Let their flames retire and burn me, oh Lord, with the fiery zeal of Thee and Thy house which doth in eating heal.