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

John Donne

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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
Batter 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.
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Break Breathe Force God Heart Myself Rise Seek
How imperfect is all our knowledge!
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Knowledge Ourselves Perfection
Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
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Hands Let Go
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
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
The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
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Gift Heaven Material Poor Rich
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
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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Love Ourselves Run True
No man is an island unto himself.
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Himself Island Man
I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
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Angel Animal God Invitation Myself Noise Sound
I shall not live ’till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
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Death God Live Myself See
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
We give each other a smile with a future in it.
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Each Other Future One Liner
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
A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat .
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Afraid Animal Fear Man
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
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
Love is strong as death; but nothing else is as strong as either; and both, love and death, met in Christ. How strong and powerful upon you, then, should that instruction be, that comes to you from both these, the love and death of Jesus Christ!
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Death God Instruction Love Powerful Strong Yourself
There 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.
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Establishment God Miracle Nature
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
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Alcohol Drink Honesty Leadership
For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love.
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God Hold Kiss Love Myself Romance Sex Tongue Yourself
Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
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Declaration Love
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
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Life Love Myself Wonder
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
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Criticism Death Life Ourselves
Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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Bell God
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Beautiful Build Death Love

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