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1 " If they be so two, they are two soAs stiff twin compasses are two,Thy soul the fixed foot, makes no showTo move, but doth, if th' other do. And though it in the centre sit, Yet when the other dar doth roam,It leans, and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who mustLike the other foot, obliquely run;Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end, where I begun. "
― John Donne , A Valediction Forbidding Mourning