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One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

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In heaven it is always autumn.
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Autumn Heaven Season
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
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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Despair Heaven Hell Joy
No man is an island unto himself.
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Himself Island Man
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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Expression Feeling Grave Human Thinking Word
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
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God Need Stand Suffering Thinking
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.
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Creature Glory God Man Pieces Reason World
Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
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Divine Hands Ourselves Reason Soul
All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
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Invitation Mercy Occasion Sesaon Time
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
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Fear God Himself See
Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
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Animal Man Worth Yourself
I am a little world made cunningly.
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Build Myself One Liner World
Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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Art Build Creation Poetry
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
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Dreams Fantasy God Joy Myself Relationship
I shall not live ’till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
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Death God Live Myself See
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
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Continent Man Piece

One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

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