Poetry: Keble – Ash Wednesday

“Yes—deep within and deeper yet   The rankling shaft of conscience hide,Quick let the swelling eye forget   The tears that in the heart abide.Calm be the voice, the aspect bold,   No shuddering pass o’er lip or brow,For why should Innocence be told   The pangs that guilty spirits bow? “The loving eye that watches thine   Close as …

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Poetry: Moore – ‘Tis the Last Rose of Summer

In the waiting and holding out in this bleak world, we find that we have hope and that we are not alone.

Poetry: Milton – When I consider how my light is spent

When I consider how my light is spent,   Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,   And that one talent which is death to hideLodged with me useless, though my soul more bentTo serve therewith my Maker, and present   My true account, lest He returning chide;   "Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?"I fondly ask. But Patience, to …

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Poetry: Longfellow – Snow-flakes

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 …

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Review and Commentary on The Death of Ivan Ilyich

Image from Goodreads. Author: Leo Tolstoy Publisher: Bantam Classics Tolstoy is one of those authors I have always been meaning to read but only make a half-hearted effort to get around to. For example, I have had a copy of "War and Peace" on my shelf for almost three years now. Every time I look …

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