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: Shakespeare – Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to remove.O no! it is an ever-fixed markThat looks on tempests and is never shaken;It is the star to every wand'ring bark,Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.Love's not Time's fool, …

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Poetry: Beowulf

“Do you want me to read it?” Before me sat half a dozen middle schoolers, watching with that wide-eyed curiosity and amazement that I know will be hidden in only a few short years. They watched and giggled and nodded their heads, some of them even cheering me on. They had already heard me read …

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Poetry: Shakespeare – Sonnet 73

"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

Poetry: Shakespeare – Sonnet 146

For once death is dead, swallowed up in Christ's victory, "there's no more dying then."