Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
JOHN DONNENothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
JOHN DONNEWho are a little wise the best fools be.
JOHN DONNENo man is an island unto himself.
JOHN DONNEIf I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
JOHN DONNEMan is not only a contributory creature, but a total creature; he does not only make one, but he is all; he is not a piece of the world, but the world itself, and next to the glory of God, the reason why there is a world.
JOHN DONNELove 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 DONNEDeath 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.
JOHN DONNEFor God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love.
JOHN DONNEPoor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
JOHN DONNEBe thine own palace, or the world’s thy jail.
JOHN DONNEWhen one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
JOHN DONNETrue 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 DONNEAs he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
JOHN DONNEDespair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
JOHN DONNELove built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
JOHN DONNEIf ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
JOHN DONNE