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No man is an Island intire of it self every man is a peece of the Continent a part of the maine if a Clod be washed away by the sea Europe is the lesse as well as if a Promontorie were as well as if a manor of thy friends or thine own were. Any man’s death diminishes me because I am involved in Mankinde and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls it tolls for thee.
