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.

Review: The Choir Immortal

Image from Katie Schuermann's Website Author: Katie Schuermann Publisher: Concordia Publishing House Once again, I was blown away by Katie Schuermann's writing. Like the last book, this one was full of heart, suspense, and intense emotion. Best of all, it had a fulfilling end. I thought my heart would burst during the final pages. I …

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Poetry: Shakespeare – Sonnet 138

When my love swears that she is made of truth,I do believe her, though I know she lies,That she might think me some untutored youth,Unlearnèd in the world’s false subtleties.Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,Although she knows my days are past the best,Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue:On both sides thus is simple …

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Poetry: Wheatley – On Being Brought from Africa to America

’Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,Taught my benighted soul to understandThat there’s a God, that there’s a Saviour too:Once I redemption neither sought nor knew.Some view our sable race with scornful eye,‘Their colour is a diabolic die.’Remember, Christians, Negros, black as Cain,May be refin’d, and join th’ angelic train.Phillis Wheatley, On Being Brought from Africa to America I first heard …

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Poetry: Dickinson – Because I could not stop for Death

"Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality." #EmilyDickinson #poetry