“As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say, "The… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to… — John Donne Copy Share Image
