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Anglican Illustrations

Scripture, Tradition, and Reason — the "three-legged stool" — seeking the via media.

Key question: “How do we faithfully interpret this text using the wisdom of Scripture, Church tradition, and God-given Reason?”

24,072 sermon illustrations through the Anglican lens

Poetry

To Think of Time.

1 TO think of time—of all that retrospection! To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward! Have you guess’d you yourself would not continue? Have you dreaded these earth-beetles? Have you fear’d the future would be nothing to you?

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Walt Whitman

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Poetry

Lara.

CANTO THE FIRST.

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

8751 words

Poetry

The Prophecy of Dante

"'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before." Campbell, . DEDICATION.

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

5623 words

Poetry

Thoughts Suggested by a College Examination

High in the midst, surrounded by his peers, Magnus his ample front sublime uprears: Plac'd on his chair of state, he seems a God, While Sophs and Freshmen tremble at his nod; As all around sit wrapt in speechless gloom,...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

478 words

Poetry

Waring

What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest or staff and scrip, Rather than pace up and down Any longer London town?

Paradise Lost: Book 03

Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee Bright effluence of bright essence increate.

On Receipt Of My Mother's Picture

Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last.

The Devil's Drive

THE Devil returned to Hell by two, And he stayed at home till five; When he dined on some homicides done in _ragoût_, And a rebel or so in an _Irish_ stew, And sausages made of a self-slain Jew, And...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

1893 words

Poetry

The Bride of Abydos. a Turkish Tale

"Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met--or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted."-- Burns . CANTO THE FIRST. Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime?

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

7622 words

Poetry

Letter to Maria Gisborne

The spider spreads her webs, whether she be In poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree; The silk-worm in the dark green mulberry leaves His winding sheet and cradle ever weaves; So I, a thing whom moralists call worm, Sit...

Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady

What beckoning ghost, along the moonlight shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? 'Tis she!--but why that bleeding bosom gored, Why dimly gleams the visionary sword? Oh, ever beauteous, ever friendly! tell, Is it, in heaven, a crime to love too well?

Paradise Lost: Book 04

O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, put to second rout, Came furious down to be revenged on men, Woe to the inhabitants on earth!

Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte

'Tis done--but yesterday a King! And armed with Kings to strive-- And now thou art a nameless thing: So abject--yet alive! Is this the man of thousand thrones, Who strewed our earth with hostile bones, And can he thus survive?

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

927 words

Poetry

Song of the Open Road.

1 AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.

Monody on the Death of the Right Hon. R. B. Sheridan

When the last sunshine of expiring Day In Summer's twilight weeps itself away, Who hath not felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower?

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

767 words

Poetry

Endymion: Book IV

Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains!

Inspiration

Whate'er we leave to God, God does, And blesses us; The work we choose should be our own, God leaves alone. If with light head erect I sing, Though all the Muses lend their force, From my poor love of...

The Building of the Ship

"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!" The merchant's word Delighted the Master heard; For his heart was in his work, and the...

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

2083 words

Poetry

The Song of Hiawatha: X

Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows, Useless each without the other!" Thus the youthful Hiawatha Said within...

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

1313 words

Poetry

Ode to the West Wind

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to...

There was a Child went Forth.

THERE was a child went forth every day; And the first object he look’d upon, that object he became; And that object became part of him for the day, or a certain part of the day, or for many years, or stretching cycles of years.

Prince Athanase. a Fragment

There was a youth, who, as with toil and travel, Had grown quite weak and gray before his time; Nor any could the restless griefs unravel Which burned within him, withering up his prime And goading him, like fiends, from land to land.

Buried Life, The

Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless sadness o'er me roll. Yes, yes, we know that we can jest, We know, we know that we can smile!

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Matthew Arnold

613 words

Fable

The Fox and the Goat

Never trust the advice of a man in difficulties

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Aesop

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