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Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity

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

Life Love Myself Wonder
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
JOHN DONNE

Alcohol Drink Honesty Leadership
How great love is, presence best trial makes, But absence tries how long this love will be.
JOHN DONNE

Absence Greatness Love Presence
Who are a little wise the best fools be.
JOHN DONNE

Best Fools One Liner Wisdom
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
I shall not live ’till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
JOHN DONNE

Death God Live Myself See
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
Only our love hath no decay; this, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday, running it never runs from us away, but truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.
JOHN DONNE

Love Ourselves Run True
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
JOHN DONNE

Dreams Fantasy God Joy Myself Relationship
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
JOHN DONNE

God Need Stand Suffering Thinking
What if this present were the world’s last night?
JOHN DONNE

End Night Present World
Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.
JOHN DONNE

Love Myself Oneself Sin
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
JOHN DONNE

Death Forever Past Short Sleep Wake Up
I sing the progress of a deathless soul.
JOHN DONNE

Death Myself One Liner Progress Sing Soul
Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
JOHN DONNE

Man Responsibility Work

Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity

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