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Home›Traditions›Reformed/Presbyterian

Reformed/Presbyterian Illustrations

God's absolute sovereignty, covenant theology, and Westminster Confessional standards.

Key question: “How does this text display God's sovereign grace and purpose, and ultimately bring glory to His name?”

24,307 sermon illustrations through the Reformed/Presbyterian lens

Poetry

The Canterbury Tales. The Manciple's Tale.

THE PROLOGUE. WEET ye not where there stands a little town, Which that y-called is Bob-up-and-down, Under the Blee, in Canterbury way? There gan our Hoste for to jape and play, And saide, "Sirs, what? Dun is in the mire.

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Geoffrey Chaucer

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Poetry

A Grammarian's Funeral : Shortly After the Revival of Learning in Europe

Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we the common crofts, the vulgar thorpes, Each in its tether Sleeping safe on the bosom of the plain, Cared-for till cock-crow: Look out if yonder be not day again Rimming the rock-row!

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Robert Browning

1152 words

Poetry

The Statue and the Bust

There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story of both do our townsmen tell.

The Canterbury Tales. The Canon's Yeoman's Tale.

THE PROLOGUE. WHEN ended was the life of Saint Cecile, Ere we had ridden fully five mile, At Boughton-under-Blee us gan o'ertake A man, that clothed was in clothes black, And underneath he wore a white surplice.

The Island

CANTO THE FIRST. The morning watch was come; the vessel lay Her course, and gently made her liquid way; The cloven billow flashed from off her prow In furrows formed by that majestic plough; The waters with their world were...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

9696 words

Poetry

The Canterbury Tales. The Prioress's Tale.

THE PROLOGUE. "WELL said, by corpus Domini," quoth our Host; "Now longe may'st thou saile by the coast, Thou gentle Master, gentle Marinere. God give the monk a thousand last quad year! fellows, beware of such a jape.

A Hymn In Honour Of Beauty

Ah whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too full of thee?

The Heretic's Tragedy: A Middle-Age Interlude

The Lord, we look to once for all, Is the Lord we should look at, all at once: He knows not to vary, saith Saint Paul, Nor the shadow of turning, for the nonce. See him no other than as he is!

92. Suppressed Stanzas of “The Vision”

WITH secret throes I marked that earth, That cottage, witness of my birth; And near I saw, bold issuing forth In youthful pride, A Lindsay race of noble worth, Famed far and wide.

The Canterbury Tales. The Friar's Tale.

THE PROLOGUE.

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Geoffrey Chaucer

2798 words

Fable

The Buffoon and the Countryman

Men often applaud an imitation and hiss the real thing

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Aesop

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Poetry

L'AMITIÉ, Est L'AMOUR Sans Ailes

Why should my anxious breast repine, Because my youth is fled? Days of delight may still be mine; Affection is not dead.

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

514 words

Poetry

Summer Evening

The sinking sun is taking leave, And sweetly gilds the edge of Eve, While huddling clouds of purple dye Gloomy hang the western sky. Crows crowd croaking over head, Hastening to the woods to bed. Cooing sits the lonely dove, Calling home her absent love.

The Canterbury Tales. Chaucer's Tale of Sir Thopas.

THE PROLOGUE.

Epistle to Mr Jervas, With Mr Dryden's Translation of Fresnoy's 'art of Painting.'

This verse be thine, my friend, nor thou refuse This from no venal or ungrateful Muse.

The Canterbury Tales. The Second Nun's Tale

The minister and norice unto vices, Which that men call in English idleness, The porter at the gate is of delices; T'eschew, and by her contrar' her oppress, -- That is to say, by lawful business, -- Well oughte we...

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Geoffrey Chaucer

3734 words

Fable

The Shepherd's Boy

A liar will not be believed, even when he speaks the truth

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Aesop

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Poetry

Hints From Horace

Who would not laugh, if Lawrence hired to grace His costly canvas with each flattered face, Abused his art, till Nature, with a blush, Saw cits grow Centaurs underneath his brush? Or, should some limner join, for show or sale,...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

5672 words

Poetry

The Death of Calmar and Orla. an Imitation of MacPherson's "Ossian"

Dear are the days of youth! Age dwells on their remembrance through the mist of time. In the twilight he recalls the sunny hours of morn. He lifts his spear with trembling hand. "Not thus feebly did I raise the...

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

1467 words

Poetry

The Devil's Walk. a Ballad

Once, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose, With care his sweet person adorning, He put on his Sunday clothes.

The Canterbury Tales. The Cook's Tale.

THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the back: "Aha!" quoth he, "for Christes passion, This Miller had a sharp conclusion, Upon this argument of herbergage.

The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church (Rome, 15--)

Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews--sons mine ... ah God, I know not! Well, She, men would have to be your mother once, Old Gandolf envied me, so fair she was!

Ode to Naples

I stood within the City disinterred; And heard the autumnal leaves like light footfalls Of spirits passing through the streets; and heard The Mountain's slumberous voice at intervals Thrill through those roofless halls; The oracular thunder penetrating shook The listening...

The Canterbury Tales. The Miller's Tale.

THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, That he not said it was a noble story, And worthy to be drawen to memory; And namely the gentles every one.

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Geoffrey Chaucer

5083 words