John Donne Quotes
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Take heed of loving me.
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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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Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
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Twice and thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.
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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
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Who are a little wise, the best fools be.
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Variable, and therefore miserable condition of man; this minute I was well, and am ill, this minute.
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Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.
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Oh do not die, for I shall hate All women so, when thou art gone.
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Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
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A bracelet of bright hair about the bone.
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I know not what fear is, nor I know not what it is that I fear now; I fear not the hastening of my death, and yet I do fear the increase of the disease... my weakness is from nature, who hath but her measure, my strength is from God, who possesses and distributes infinitely.
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If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two, Thy soul the fixt foot, makes no show To move, but doth, if the other do.
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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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The world's whole sap is sunk: The general balm th' hydroptic earth hath drunk, Whither, as to the bed's-feet, life is shrunk, Dead and interred; yet all these seem to laugh, Compared with me, who am their epitaph.
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The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety.
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Yesternight the sun went hence, And yet is here today.
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Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
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And swear No where Lives a woman true and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.
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Ah cannot we As well as cocks and lions jocund be, After such pleasures?
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Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below. O, my America, my Newfoundland My kingdom, safest when with one man mann'd, My mine of precious stones, my empery; How am I blest in thus discovering thee ! To enter in these bonds, is to be free ; Then, where my hand is set, my soul shall be.'
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But he who loveliness within Hath found, all outward loathes, For he who color loves, and skin, Loves but their oldest clothes.
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Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
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For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.