The Works of John Donne: With a Memoir of His Life, Volume 6

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Page 167 - So, as much as in me is, I am ready to preach the gospel to you that are at Rome also.
Page 176 - But rise, and stand upon thy feet: for I have appeared unto thee for this purpose, to make thee a minister and a witness both of these things which thou hast seen, and of those things in the which I will appear unto thee...
Page 556 - A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls, to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say, The breath goes now, and some say, no...
Page 256 - Woe unto you that desire the day of the Lord! to what end is it for you ? the day of the Lord is darkness, and not light.
Page 510 - She, of whose soul, if we may say, 'twas gold, Her body was th' electrum, and did hold Many degrees of that ; we understood Her by her sight ; her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought That one might almost say, her body thought...
Page 7 - I have forsaken mine house, I have left mine heritage; I have given the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies.
Page 60 - And there was a great cry in Egypt — lamentation and bitter weeping — for there was not a house in which there was not one dead.
Page 89 - And five of you shall chase a hundred, and a hundred of you shall put ten thousand to flight : and your enemies shall fall before you by the sword.
Page 45 - But blessed are your eyes, for they see: and your ears, for they hear. For verily I say unto you, That many prophets and righteous men have desired to see those things which ye see, and have not seen them; and to hear those things which ye hear, and have not heard them.
Page 450 - 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. From rest and sleep, which but thy...

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