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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.

John Donne

Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
JOHN DONNE

Death Deep Equality Philosophy Spiritual Wisdom
God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
JOHN DONNE

Angel God Present Stone Straw
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
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
JOHN DONNE

Criticism Death Life Ourselves
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
JOHN DONNE

Love Season Time
Death is an ascension to a better library.
JOHN DONNE

Better Death Library
Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
JOHN DONNE

Man Responsibility Work
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.
JOHN DONNE

Heaven Joy Place Safety True World
Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
JOHN DONNE

Animal Man Worth Yourself
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
JOHN DONNE

Despair Heaven Hell Joy
Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
JOHN DONNE

Hands Let Go
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
JOHN DONNE

Continent Man Piece
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
JOHN DONNE

God Need Stand Suffering Thinking
Who are a little wise the best fools be.
JOHN DONNE

Best Fools One Liner Wisdom
Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
JOHN DONNE

Art Build Creation Poetry
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
JOHN DONNE

Life Love Myself Wonder

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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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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