Archive for February 16th, 2011

Christ IS the Prince of Peace



– guess who wants war?                

 – eab, 8/19/10

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The setting sun peeked at me

Through the limbs and twigs of yonder tree

A bright orange ball; a choice sight to see

Laced before with branches of black.

                – eab, 2/16/08

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Elegy Written in a Country Church Yard

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
The lowing herd winds slowly o’er the lea,
The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

. . . . .

The Epitaph

Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth
A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown.
Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth,
And Melacholy marked him for her own.

Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send:
He gave to Misery all he had, a tear,
He gained from Heaven (’twas all he wish’d) a friend.

No farther seek his merits to disclose,
Or draw his frailties from their dread abode
(There they alike in trembling hope repose),
The bosom of his Father and his God.

Thomas Gray, on this date, 2/16/1751, published “Elegy Written in a Country Church Yard.” Gray was born 12/26/1716, at London, and passed from this life 7/30/1771, at Cambridge.

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