Maxioms by Charles Kingsley
Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a read more
Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a vale of grief,
And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,
Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay--
Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
Our wanton accidents take root, and grow
To vaunt themselves God's laws.
Our wanton accidents take root, and grow
To vaunt themselves God's laws.
He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.
He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.
Feast of John Vianney, Curè d'Ars, 1859 Continuing a short series of verse on Christ: From Thee all skill and read more
Feast of John Vianney, Curè d'Ars, 1859 Continuing a short series of verse on Christ: From Thee all skill and science flow, All pity, care and love, All calm and courage, faith and hope; O pour them from above. And part them, Lord, to each and all, As each and all shall need, To rise like incense, each to Thee, In noble thought and deed. And hasten, Lord, that perfect day When pain and death shall cease, And Thy just rule shall fill the earth With health and light and peace.
Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day.
Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day.
