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 they friends`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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Comments1WOW, I REALLY LOVE THIS POEM BY JOHN DONNE! I REMEMBER READING IT WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. IT REALLY MAKES YOU THINK ABOUT HOW WE'RE ALL CONNECTED AND PART OF SOMETHING BIGGER. I'M A LITTLE CONFUSUED THOUGH, WHAT DOES HE MEAN BY THE BELL TOLLING? DOES IT HAVE TO DO WITH DEATH OR SOMETHING ELSE? AND I NOTICED THERES'S SOME TYPOS, IS THAT PART OF THE POEM? ANYWAY, GREAT READ!