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Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

John Donne

When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
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Better Book Death Language Man Translation
Death is an ascension to a better library.
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Better Death Library
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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Endurance Expansion Gold Myself Soul
Friends are ourselves.
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Friendship One Liner Ourselves
As soon as there was two there was pride.
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Ego Number Pride
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
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Criticism Death Life Ourselves
Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.
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Greatness Nature Pieces
Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
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Confusion Poor Soul
How great love is, presence best trial makes, But absence tries how long this love will be.
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Absence Greatness Love Presence
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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Autumn Face Myself See Spring Summer
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Beautiful Build Death Love
All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
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Invitation Mercy Occasion Sesaon Time
If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
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Beautiful Desire Dreams Myself See
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.
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Heaven Joy Place Safety True World
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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Born Break Death Deep Man Ourselves Prison Spiritual
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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Establishment God Miracle Nature

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