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  • 229.
    For whom the Bell Tolls

    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. The
    church is Catholic, universal, so are all her actions; all that she
    does belongs to all. When she baptizes a child, that action
    concerns me; for that child is thereby connected to that body which
    is my head too, and ingrafted into that body whereof I am a member.
    And when she buries a man, that action concerns me: all mankind is
    of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is
    not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language;
    and every chapter must be so translated; God employs several
    translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness,
    some by war, some by justice; but God's hand is in every
    translation, and his hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves
    again for that library where every book shall lie open to one
    another. As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon calls not
    upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come, so this
    bell calls us all; but how much more me, who am brought so near the
    door by this sickness. There was a contention as far as a suit (in
    which both piety and dignity, religion and estimation, were
    mingled), which of the religious orders should ring to prayers
    first in the morning; and it was determined, that they should ring
    first that rose earliest. If we understand aright the dignity of
    this bell that tolls for our evening prayer, we would be glad to
    make it ours by rising early, in that application, that it might be
    ours as well as his, whose indeed it is. The bell doth toll for him
    that thinks it doth; and though it intermit again, yet from that
    minute that this occasion wrought upon him, he is united to God.
    Who casts not up his eye to the sun when it rises? but who takes
    off his eye from a comet when that breaks out? Who bends not his
    ear to any bell which upon any occasion rings? but who can remove
    it from that bell which is passing a piece of himself out of this
    world? 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. Neither can we call this a begging of misery, or a borrowing
    of misery, as though we were not miserable enough of ourselves, but
    must fetch in more from the next house, in taking upon us the
    misery of our neighbours. Truly it were an excusable covetousness
    if we did, for affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath
    enough of it. No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and
    ripened by it, and made fit for God by that affliction. If a man
    carry treasure in bullion, or in a wedge of gold, and have none
    coined into current money, his treasure will not defray him as he
    travels. Tribulation is treasure in the nature of it, but it is not
    current money in the use of it, except we get nearer and nearer our
    home, heaven, by it. Another man may be sick too, and sick to
    death, and this affliction may lie in his bowels, as gold in a
    mine, and be of no use to him; but this bell, that tells me of his
    affliction, digs out and applies that gold to me: if by this
    consideration of another's danger I take mine own into
    contemplation, and so secure myself, by making my recourse to my
    God, who is our only security. read more »

  • 230.
    Hot and Cold

    A woman who my mother knows
    Came in and took off all her clothes.

    Said I, not being very old, read more »

  • 231.
    The Detached

    We die,
    Welcoming Bluebeards to our darkening closets,
    Stranglers to our outstretched necks,
    Stranglers, who neither care nor read more »

  • 232.
    The City Planners

    Cruising these residential Sunday
    streets in dry August sunlight:
    what offends us is
    the sanities: read more »

  • 233.
    A Lover's Complaint

    FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded
    A plaintful story from a sistering vale,
    My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,
    And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale;
    Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale,
    Tearing of papers, breaking rings a-twain,
    Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain. read more »

  • 234.
    A Dream

    Once a dream did weave a shade
    O'er my angel-guarded bed,
    That an emmet lost its way read more »

  • 235.
    Fairy Song

    The moonlight fades from flower and rose
    And the stars dim one by one;
    The tale is told, the song is sung,
    And the Fairy feast is done. read more »

  • 236.
    A War Song to Englishmen

    Prepare, prepare the iron helm of war,
    Bring forth the lots, cast in the spacious orb;
    Th' Angel of Fate turns them with mighty hands,
    And casts them out upon the darken'd earth! read more »

  • 237.
    ‘And ask ye why these sad tears stream?’

    'And ask ye why these sad tears stream?'

    ‘Te somnia nostra reducunt.’
    OVID. read more »

  • 238.
    Look To This Day

    Look to this day:
    For it is life, the very life of life.
    In its brief course read more »

  • 239.
    I Want It Now

    Gooses, geeses
    I want my geese to lay gold eggs for easter
    At least a hundred a day
    And by the way read more »

  • 240.
    On Old Man's Thought Of School

    AN old man's thought of School;
    An old man, gathering youthful memories and blooms, that youth itself
    read more »

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