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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 Donne

Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
JOHN DONNE

Despair Heaven Hell Joy
Doth not a man die even in his birth? The breaking of prison is death, and what is our birth, but a breaking of prison?
JOHN DONNE

Born Break Death Deep Man Ourselves Prison Spiritual
Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
JOHN DONNE

Confusion Poor Soul
How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
JOHN DONNE

Change Deep Myself
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
JOHN DONNE

God Need Stand Suffering Thinking
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
JOHN DONNE

Dreams Fantasy God Joy Myself Relationship
Nature hath no goal though she hath law.
JOHN DONNE

Goal Law Nature
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
JOHN DONNE

Beautiful Build Death Love
Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
JOHN DONNE

Declaration Love
What if this present were the world’s last night?
JOHN DONNE

End Night Present World
Death is an ascension to a better library.
JOHN DONNE

Better Death Library
Who are a little wise the best fools be.
JOHN DONNE

Best Fools One Liner Wisdom
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
JOHN DONNE

Body One Liner Worth
I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.
JOHN DONNE

Count God Goodness Life Myself
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

Break Breathe Force God Heart Myself Rise Seek
I shall not live ’till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
JOHN DONNE

Death God Live Myself See

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.

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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.

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