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If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.

John Donne

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
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
JOHN DONNE

Fear God Himself See
Nature hath no goal though she hath law.
JOHN DONNE

Goal Law Nature
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
JOHN DONNE

Myself Observation Sick
And what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?
JOHN DONNE

Death Delicate Escape Wind
Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.
JOHN DONNE

Hell Solitude Threat
I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.
JOHN DONNE

Enemy Exception Friendship God Love Man Myself Vice
Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
JOHN DONNE

Hands Let Go
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
JOHN DONNE

God Need Stand Suffering Thinking
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
I 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.
JOHN DONNE

Angel Animal God Invitation Myself Noise Sound
Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
JOHN DONNE

Declaration Love
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
JOHN DONNE

Criticism Death Life Ourselves
Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
JOHN DONNE

Divine Hands Ourselves Reason Soul
I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.
JOHN DONNE

Fools Love Myself Talk
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
JOHN DONNE

Beautiful Build Death Love

If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.

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