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.
JOHN DONNENature hath no goal though she hath law.
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Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
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Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
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Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
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Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
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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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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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When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
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A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat .
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Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
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I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.
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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
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Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
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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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Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
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