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Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

John Donne

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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Death Diminish Freedom Kind Man
Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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Bell God
Death is an ascension to a better library.
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Who are a little wise the best fools be.
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Best Fools One Liner Wisdom
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
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Friendship Happiness One Liner Share
And what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?
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Death Delicate Escape Wind
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
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
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Death Deep Equality Philosophy Spiritual Wisdom
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
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Alcohol Drink Honesty Leadership
Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
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Divine Hands Ourselves Reason Soul
If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
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Beautiful Desire Dreams Myself See
Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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Art Build Creation Poetry
I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
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Angel Animal God Invitation Myself Noise Sound
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
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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Despair Heaven Hell Joy

Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

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Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

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