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I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?

John Donne

God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
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Angel God Present Stone Straw
When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
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Better Book Death Language Man Translation
Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
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Eyes Face Myself
Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
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Divine Hands Ourselves Reason Soul
To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.
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Expression Feeling Grave Human Thinking Word
True joy is the earnest which we have of heaven, it is the treasure of the soul, and therefore should be laid in a safe place, and nothing in this world is safe to place it in.
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Heaven Joy Place Safety True World
So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
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Affect Angel Flame Voice
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
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Love Season Time
How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
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Change Deep Myself
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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Autumn Face Myself See Spring Summer
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
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Criticism Death Life Ourselves
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
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Dreams Fantasy God Joy Myself Relationship
Love is strong as death; but nothing else is as strong as either; and both, love and death, met in Christ. How strong and powerful upon you, then, should that instruction be, that comes to you from both these, the love and death of Jesus Christ!
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Death God Instruction Love Powerful Strong Yourself
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Beautiful Build Death Love
Death is an ascension to a better library.
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Better Death Library
I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.
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Fools Love Myself Talk

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