No Man is an Island
John Doone
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 bells tolls;
it tolls for thee.
上课的时候，老师偶然间提到了这一首诗，以前仅仅是在《About a boy》里面听过第一句，呵呵，现在找到全诗贴在这了。至于诗的具体意思，一万个人心中有一万个哈姆雷特，我就不说了。
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