Yet as I saw it, I see it again, The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men, And as long as I live and where'er I may be, I'll always remember my town by the sea.
Tag: Joy
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 …
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 …
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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