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No man is an Island, entire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a Clod be washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontory were, as well as if a Manner of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.