Man is not only a contributory creature, but a total creature; he does not only make one, but he is all; he is not a piece of the world, but the world itself; and next to the glory of God, the reason why there is a world. |
More than kisses, letters mingle souls. |
My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, but after one such love can love no more. |
Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant - the only harmless great thing. |
No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a part of a continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were . . . |
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent. |
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. |
Nurse, O my love is slain, I saw him go / O'er the white Alps alone. |
O my America! my new-found-land. |
O, if thou car'st not whom I love alas, thou lov'st not me. |
On a round ball / A workman that hath copies by, can lay / An Europe, Africa and an Asia, / And quickly make that, which was nothing, All. |
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, / And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die. |
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. |
Pictures in our eyes to get / Was all our propagation. |
Pleasure is none, if not diversified. |