War Rests many Bones!

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From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,

Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

And soonest our best men with they do go,

Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery. (John Donne)


The end of this sentence really caught my eye it is very vivid “rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery. This is an enlightening fraise I like how he used the word rest as if to put a calming to the situation of solders dying and the almost calibration of the delivery of the soul.  In the first line the author makes a distention between sleep and rest defining them as different terms it seems. 

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