Maxioms by Charles Kingsley
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.
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of
romance is dead. The age of read more
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of
romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past so long as
there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.
A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can read more
A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults.
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.
