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No Man Is An Island
(24 January 1572 - 31 March 1631 / London, England)

No Man Is An Island

Poem By John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man 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 thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

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It makes one want to stop googling and tweeting and blogging and going to MyCrap, and reconsider that faces are more important- in the long measure- than the consumerist fantasy we live.
Can't get this out of my head as I reflect on the first day of our being out of EU, Feb 1, he knew what he was about!
This is not a poem so far as I know. It's from a sermon. Who did the line breaks?
No man is truly an Island.
Hmmm I am proud to be an African...
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