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Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.

John Donne

When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
JOHN DONNE

Better Book Death Language Man Translation
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
Be thine own palace, or the world’s thy jail.
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Palace Prison World
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
Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
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Cleaning Hands Integrity Night Regret
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
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Death Forever Past Short Sleep Wake Up
Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
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Gold Hands Happiness Live Love Silver
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
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Body One Liner Worth
I am a little world made cunningly.
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Build Myself One Liner World
Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
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Exception Freedom Prison Yourself
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
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Love Season Time
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.
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Death God Kill Myself Poor Proud Thinking
Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
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Animal Man Worth Yourself
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
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Beautiful Build Death Love
As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and their parliament within doors, and to compose and determine all emergent differences there.
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Determination Difference Quiet Weakness

Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.

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