No man is an island - by John Donne

[Swede]

ThomWV's post reminded me of this poem.


No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the 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 thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

[xchrom]

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[CaliforniaPeggy]

2. Thank you, my dear Swede...

This is an ageless poem.

I have always loved it, and yes, it's perfect for ThomWV today.

:hi:

[struggle4progress]

3. Meditation XVII

PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill as that he knows not it tolls for him. And perchance I may think myself so much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my state, may have caused it to toll for me, and I know not that ...

http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/donne/meditation17.php

[malthaussen]

4. If every man's death dimisheth me,

... it must follow that every man's birth increaseth me.

Since I was born, the world's population has doubled. This must be why I'm now twice the man I was.

-- Mal