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 thy friend'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.
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 thy friend'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.
Σημείωση: Το γλυπτό από ξύλο είναι του Γάλλο-Γερμανού γλύπτη, ζωγράφου και ποιητή Jean (Hans) Arp κι έχει τίτλο "Έξι Λευκά Σχήματα Και Ένα Γκρι Σχηματίζουν έναν Αστερισμό σε Μπλε Έδαφος".
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