Category Archives: blood faith

While Memory Holds a Seat

Seems, madam! Nay, it is; I know not “seems.” ‘Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc’d breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected … Continue reading

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Hell on Earth

Lear. My wits begin to turn. Come on, my boy. How dost, my boy? Art cold? I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, … Continue reading

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The Prodigal Europeans

And he said, A certain man had two sons: And the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days … Continue reading

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The Morning of the Third Day

Good Friday, Seventh scene, “Christ Crucified” ‘Well, what is this?’ (you cry). ‘What is this that we see? Why should the heavens cry? Why should they take away The brightness of the sun just at the height of day?’ The … Continue reading

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In This Hope We Live

The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly ’tis speaking The wind through it playing has language for me. Whenever the light through its branches is breaking, A host of kind faces is gazing at me. The friends from my childhood … Continue reading

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For God, for Hearth, and for Race

The noon-day train will bring Frank Miller If I’m a man I must be brave And I must face a deadly killer Or lie a coward, a craven coward Or lie a coward in my grave. -from “The Ballad of … Continue reading

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Light and Darkness

Liberalism represents an attempt to superimpose on reality an artificiality, to substitute that which is sham for that which is real. In its determination to obliterate distinctiveness (Aldous Huxley said somewhere that “Good is that which makes for unity. Evil … Continue reading

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