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I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.

John Donne

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 DONNE

Art Hard Love Sick Sweet Treasure
Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
JOHN DONNE

Art Build Creation Poetry
What if this present were the world’s last night?
JOHN DONNE

End Night Present World
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
Man 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 DONNE

Creature Glory God Man Pieces Reason World
Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
JOHN DONNE

Bell God
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
JOHN DONNE

Life Love Myself Wonder
The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
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Gift Heaven Material Poor Rich
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
Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
JOHN DONNE

Divine Hands Ourselves Reason Soul
Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
JOHN DONNE

Man Responsibility Work
God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.
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God Justice Pieces Sick Translation War
In heaven it is always autumn.
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Autumn Heaven Season
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
In the first minute that my soul is infused, the Image of God is imprinted in my soul; so forward is God in my behalf, and so early does he visit me.
JOHN DONNE

God Image Myself Soul Visit
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
JOHN DONNE

Continent Man Piece

I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.

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