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Home›Traditions›Eastern Orthodox

Eastern Orthodox Illustrations

Reading Scripture as a path to Theosis — deification and union with God.

Key question: “How does this passage draw us into the mystery of God and guide us on the path of theosis?”

23,929 sermon illustrations through the Eastern Orthodox lens

Poetry

The Fallen Elm

Old elm, that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would drop When showers fell on thy many coloured shade And when dark tempests mimic thunder made-- While darkness came as...

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John Clare

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Fable

The Miser and His Gold

Wealth unused might as well not exist

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Aesop

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Poetry

293. The Whistle: A Ballad

I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was brought to the court of our good Scottish King, And long with this Whistle all Scotland shall ring.

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Robert Burns

553 words

Fable

The Hares and the Frogs

There is always someone worse off than yourself

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Aesop

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Poetry

The Cottager

True as the church clock hand the hour pursues He plods about his toils and reads the news, And at the blacksmith's shop his hour will stand To talk of "Lunun" as a foreign land.

Walt Whitman.

1 I CELEBRATE myself; And what I assume you shall assume; For every atom belonging to me, as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my Soul; I lean and loafe at my ease, observing a spear of summer grass.

296. The Five Carlins: An Election Ballad

THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To bring them tidings hame. Nor only bring them tidings hame, But do their errands there, And aiblins gowd and honor...

The Peace-Pipe

On the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of Life, descending, On the red crags of the quarry Stood erect, and called the nations, Called the tribes of men together.

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

794 words

Poetry

Scenes From the Faust of Goethe

SCENE 1.--PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.

Epithalamion

YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull rymes, That even the greatest did not greatly scorne To heare theyr names sung in your simple layes, But joyed...

87. The Twa Dogs

’TWAS 1 in that place o’ Scotland’s isle, That bears the name o’ auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day in June, When wearin’ thro’ the afternoon, Twa dogs, that were na thrang at hame, Forgather’d ance upon a time.

Paradise Lost: Book 09

No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast; permitting him the while Venial discourse unblam'd.

In a Gondola

I send my heart up to thee, all my heart In this my singing.

How They Brought the Good News From Ghent to Aix

I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights...

To a Skylark

Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

The Vanities of Life

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.--_Solomon What are life's joys and gains? What pleasures crowd its ways, That man should take such pains To seek them all his days? Sift this untoward strife On which thy mind is bent: See...

Song of the Exposition.

1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, To give it our own identity, average, limitless, free; To fill the gross, the torpid bulk with vital religious fire;...

Ode on Venice

when thy marble walls Are level with the waters, there shall be A cry of nations o'er thy sunken halls, A loud lament along the sweeping sea! If I, a northern wanderer, weep for thee, What should thy sons do?--anything...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

1099 words

Poetry

Saint Edmond's Eve

did you observe the Black Canon pass, And did you observe his frown? He goeth to say the midnight mass, In holy St. Edmond's town. He goeth to sing the burial chaunt, And to lay the wandering sprite, Whose shadowy,...

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Percy Bysshe Shelley

664 words

Fable

The Ass's Brains

Wit has always an answer ready

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Aesop

Short9 words

Poetry

The Last Ride Together

I said--Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love avails, Since all, my life seemed meant for, fails, Since this was written and needs must be-- My whole heart rises...

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Robert Browning

811 words

Fable

The Fox and the Grapes

It is easy to despise what you cannot get

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Aesop

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Poetry

The Corsair.

CANTO THE FIRST. "----nessun maggior dolore, Che ricordarsi del tempo felice Nella miseria,----" Dante, _Inferno_, v. "O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear,...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

12647 words

Poetry

Fragments of an Unfinished Drama

SCENE.--BEFORE THE CAVERN OF THE INDIAN ENCHANTRESS. THE ENCHANTRESS COMES FORTH. ENCHANTRESS: He came like a dream in the dawn of life, He fled like a shadow before its noon; He is gone, and my peace is turned to strife,...

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Percy Bysshe Shelley

1684 words