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Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.

John Donne

Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
JOHN DONNE

Art Build Creation Poetry
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
JOHN DONNE

Beginning Humility One Liner Satisfaction
God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
JOHN DONNE

Angel God Present Stone Straw
How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
JOHN DONNE

Change Deep Myself
All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
JOHN DONNE

Invitation Mercy Occasion Sesaon Time
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
JOHN DONNE

Dreams Fantasy God Joy Myself Relationship
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
JOHN DONNE

Death Deep Equality Philosophy Spiritual Wisdom
Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
JOHN DONNE

Declaration Love
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
JOHN DONNE

Body One Liner Worth
Who are a little wise the best fools be.
JOHN DONNE

Best Fools One Liner Wisdom
Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
JOHN DONNE

Bell God
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
How imperfect is all our knowledge!
JOHN DONNE

Knowledge Ourselves Perfection
Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
JOHN DONNE

Death God Kill Myself Poor Proud Thinking
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
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

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