Love was as subtly caught, as a disease; But being got it is a treasure sweet, which to defend is harder than to get: And ought not be profaned on either part, for though ‘Tis got by chance, ‘Tis kept by art.
JOHN DONNEWhat if this present were the world’s last night?
More John Donne Quotes
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Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
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If we consider eternity, into that time never entered; eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period; and eternity had been the same as it is, though time had never been.
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I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.
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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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I am a little world made cunningly.
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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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Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.
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Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
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Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat .
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I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.
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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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Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
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Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
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