When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
JOHN DONNEWhen one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
JOHN DONNEThy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
JOHN DONNEThe rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
JOHN DONNEIf I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
JOHN DONNELove’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
JOHN DONNEOne short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
JOHN DONNEIf ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
JOHN DONNEWho are a little wise the best fools be.
JOHN DONNEI am a little world made cunningly.
JOHN DONNENo spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
JOHN DONNENo man is an island unto himself.
JOHN DONNEThere is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.
JOHN DONNEAs 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.
JOHN DONNESo in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
JOHN DONNEBatter 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 DONNEWhat if this present were the world’s last night?
JOHN DONNE