Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
JOHN DONNEWithout outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
More John Donne Quotes
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How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
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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.
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For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love.
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Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.
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Love’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
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I am a little world made cunningly.
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Who are a little wise the best fools be.
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I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
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So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
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As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
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God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.
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Art is the most passionate orgy within man’s grasp.
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Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
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Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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