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MilesChristi

#1665
November 02, 2017, 05:47:57 PM
The Children of Heracles
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

maryslittlegarden

#1666
November 03, 2017, 05:02:53 AM
Quote from: martin88nyc on November 02, 2017, 05:10:00 PM
Quote from: maryslittlegarden on November 01, 2017, 03:07:55 PM
Walking the Road to God by Fr. Lawrence Carney
I came across this gem as I was looking at Mr. Kwasniewski's reviews on amazon. I am getting this one for Christmas. How is it so far?
)

Excellent, he is very devoted to St Louis DeMontfort (a favorite saint of mine)
For a Child is born to us, and a son is given to us, and the government is upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called, Wonderful, Counsellor, God the Mighty, the Father of the world to come, the Prince of Peace

Christina_S

#1667
November 03, 2017, 07:44:40 AM
The Winter Name of God.
"You cannot be a half-saint; you must be a whole saint or no saint at all." ~St. Therese of Lisieux

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MilesChristi

#1668
November 03, 2017, 07:51:49 AM
The Trojan Women
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1669
November 03, 2017, 11:38:35 AM
Electra
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1670
November 05, 2017, 01:43:44 PM
The Suppliant Maidens
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Lumen Christi

#1671
November 05, 2017, 02:21:00 PM
Miles, I have some reading to catch up on. Could you take care of it for me? ;)

I'm still working on The Everlasting Man. I read to the end of Chapter Three of Mother Angelica: Her Grand Silence and then gave it back to my mom (it's her book). Here's a beautiful highlight from that chapter:

"Then there was the storied interaction with the Child Jesus at a shrine in Bogota in 1996. According to Mother the statue of the Divino Nino came to life and instructed her to build Him 'a temple.' Years later, once the grand monastery had been erected in Hanceville, Alabama, Mother claimed she saw the Child Jesus running up and down the chapel steps announcing 'This is my temple. This is my temple.' Occasionally she would also spy the Child dashing through the cloister hallways and at times clasping her about the legs." - p. 93-94

MilesChristi

#1672
November 05, 2017, 04:45:06 PM
The Persians
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Hannelore

#1673
November 05, 2017, 05:10:21 PM
The Phoenix and the Carpet
My Lord and my God.

Kephapaulos

#1674
November 05, 2017, 05:38:39 PM
How long does it take you all to read a single book? I have a hard time staying focused on one book at a time and even on longer paragraphs, including things that interest me. Much less do I finish books.

Hannelore

#1675
November 05, 2017, 05:54:06 PM
I devoured the last Harry Potter book in about a day. That's the last time I remember really paying attention to how long it took me to finish a book.
My Lord and my God.

Kephapaulos

#1676
November 05, 2017, 09:50:26 PM
Wow! Neat! I must set the goal of reading a tome of some sort in a month then. ;D

MilesChristi

#1677
November 06, 2017, 08:59:48 AM
Quote from: Kephapaulos on November 05, 2017, 05:38:39 PM
How long does it take you all to read a single book? I have a hard time staying focused on one book at a time and even on longer paragraphs, including things that interest me. Much less do I finish books.

It depends on how much free time you have on your hands and how long the book is. I read Dracula in three days, and I think I can read most Greek Tragedies each in about an hour. Only 1000 or so lines.

Could be less though, don't time myself
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

martin88nyc

#1678
November 06, 2017, 10:42:06 AM
Miles I also devoured the "Dracula" book. Do you know of any other page turners like Dracula. It was a literary feast better than ice cream and cake.
"These things I have spoken to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you shall have distress: but have confidence, I have overcome the world." John 16:33

Jacob

#1679
November 06, 2017, 11:00:43 AM
The Aubrey/Maturin series of books by Patrick O'Brien consists of twenty-one books.  They're all pretty slender (by my standards at least); none of them are doorstoppers.

A few summers ago, I read all of them.  When I was in the groove, I got through a book in two or three days.  Most of the delays overall were due to waiting for the next book to be returned to the library so I could check it out.
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