Who does not take a look at the sun when it gets dark?
Who takes his eyes off the kite when it explodes?
Who Do not listen to a bell when done by a tolling?
Who can ignore that bell whose music has moved out of this world?
Who takes his eyes off the kite when it explodes?
Who Do not listen to a bell when done by a tolling?
Who can ignore that bell whose music has moved out of this world?
No man is an island, entire of itself.
Every man is a piece of the continent, a part of everything.
If the sea takes a piece of land, Europe is the less, as if a promontory were, or the home of one of your friends, or your own.
Every man is a piece of the continent, a part of everything.
If the sea takes a piece of land, Europe is the less, as if a promontory were, or the home of one of your friends, or your own.
No man is an island, the death of either affects me because I am attached to all mankind, therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.
John Donne
0 comments:
Post a Comment