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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

John Donne

God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
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Angel God Present Stone Straw
There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.
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Benefit Himself Willing
For love all love of other sights controls and makes one little room an everywhere.
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Control Love Oneself Room
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.
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God Image Myself Soul Visit
In heaven it is always autumn.
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Autumn Heaven Season
I sing the progress of a deathless soul.
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Death Myself One Liner Progress Sing Soul
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
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God Need Stand Suffering Thinking
Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
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Confusion Poor Soul
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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Despair Heaven Hell Joy
To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.
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Expression Feeling Grave Human Thinking Word
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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Death Diminish Freedom Kind Man
As soon as there was two there was pride.
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Ego Number Pride
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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Endurance Expansion Gold Myself Soul
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
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
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Dreams Fantasy God Joy Myself Relationship
What if this present were the world’s last night?
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End Night Present World

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