Ask Not For Whom The Bell Tolls;

If I Lose At Play, I Blaspheme; If My Fellow Loses, He Blasphemes. So, God Is Always The Loser.

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.

Verse Hath A Middle Nature: Heaven Keeps Souls, The Grave Keeps Bodies, Verse The Fame Enrols.

God Himself Took A Day To Rest In, And A Good Man's Grave Is His Sabbath.

All Other Things To Their Destruction Draw, Only Our Love Hath No Decay.