metaphysical-poetry
“Busy old fool, unruly Sun.”
“Go and catch a falling star.”
“For love, all love of other sights controls, and makes one little room an everywhere.”
“Our two souls therefore, which are one, though I must go, endure not yet a breach, but an expansion.”
“Death, be not proud, though some have called thee mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;”
“For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.”
“No man is an island, entire of itself;”