Only our love hath no decay; this, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday, running it never runs from us away, but truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.
JOHN DONNESolitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.
More John Donne Quotes
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Art is the most passionate orgy within man’s grasp.
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I am a little world made cunningly.
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Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
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Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.
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God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.
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Love’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
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Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
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Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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And what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?
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Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
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Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.
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As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.
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Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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