For whom the bell tolls. It tolls for us.
For Whom the Bell Tolls
by
John Donne
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each 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 thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
Corrections:
Yalta to Simferopol, (not Sevastopol) and a 10+ hour minivan trip to Sochi.
Ingrid Bergman’s Father was Mayor of a town of Republic of Spain.
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