Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow.Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression,Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels.This is …
This hymnal is a great resource for families with children or even adults looking for a smaller liturgical resource.
"Never again? Why not again? Memory has power as real as thine." #Brontë
This story is gritty, engaging, and awe-inspiring. It is a lesson full of warnings. It is history in action. And for all this, it should still be among the great works that we all read and learn from.
"This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long." Let us love well and rejoice in these days that we have while we walk them, taking in stride all that the seasons bring with them. #Sonnet73
