Tag Archives: Shakespeare

The Mysterious Stranger

Posted on February 23, 2019 by cwny

Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which … Continue reading →

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Thus Is Mercy Crucified

Posted on February 16, 2019 by cwny

I hate him for he is a Christian. – Shylock _______ But mercy is above the sceptered sway,It is enthroned in the hearts of kings;It is an attribute to God himself;And earthy power doth then show likest God’sWhen mercy seasons … Continue reading →

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The Miracle of Christian Europe

Posted on February 9, 2019 by cwny

They say miracles are past; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors, ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to … Continue reading →

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Lo! He Abhors Not the Virgin’s Womb

Posted on December 1, 2018 by cwny

Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning,Jesus, to thee be all glory giv’n;Word of the Father now in flesh appearing; _______________________________________ After a verbal exchange with Feste, the Lady Oliva’s fool, Viola, the heroine of Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night, … Continue reading →

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The Reptiles

Posted on November 3, 2018 by cwny

Nothing can be conceived more hard than the heart of a thoroughbred metaphysician. It comes nearer to the cold malignity of a wicked spirit than to the frailty and passion of a man. It is like that of the principle … Continue reading →

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Most Barbarous, Most Degenerate Liberalism!

Posted on July 21, 2018 by cwny

It will comeHumanity must perforce prey on itselfLike monsters of the deep. —King Lear __________ We state the obvious when we say that the liberals’ feigned outrage over Trump’s meeting with Putin is simply another manifestation of their hatred of … Continue reading →

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The Young Drummer and the Good Samaritan

Posted on July 14, 2018 by cwny

Yet this in no wise alters the fact that those who form no more than a part of a universal mish-mash, of a homeless multitude of faceless ‘un-men’, will never have any pride of place or sense of belonging, nor … Continue reading →

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Where Two or Three Are Gathered Together

Posted on June 30, 2018 by cwny

“No, I suppose that other world must be all a dream.” “There never was such a world,” said the Witch. “No,” said Jill and Scrubb, “never was such a world.” “There never was any world but mine,” said the Witch. … Continue reading →

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He Hath Bourne Our Griefs

Posted on June 23, 2018 by cwny

Lo! I will declare the best of dreams which I dreamt in the middle of the night, when human creatures lay at rest. It seemed to me that I saw a wondrous tree rising aloft, encompassed with light, the brightest … Continue reading →

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Even Unto the End of the World

Posted on June 16, 2018 by cwny

For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul? Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of me and of my … Continue reading →

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