Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
JOHN DONNEI 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.
More John Donne Quotes
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How imperfect is all our knowledge!
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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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Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
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I shall not live ’till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
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More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
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To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.
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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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I sing the progress of a deathless soul.
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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.
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A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat .
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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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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?
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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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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.
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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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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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Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
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So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
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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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How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
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Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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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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Be thine own palace, or the world’s thy jail.
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Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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