Economist and blogger Marc Bellemare has posted a poem for Thanksgiving. Its fame is greater than its reputation as many lines are well-known although the source for them is not commonly referenced. I’m posting it here so that perhaps more people can learn the source and meaning of some common phrases. John Donne’s Meditation 17:
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.