Since we're talking about Frank & Gary, here's an interesting item. Today is the "feast day" (a day of recognition) for John Donne in the Anglican Communion. The following is from the Episcopal Lesser Feasts and Fasts:
This is pasted from an Anglican blog:
"The Scripture, is a light, it is the light, it is all lightGod hath showd enough, and said enough, and done enough, and sufferd enough, for the salvation of the Church; he hath shind out upon all, and needs no supply of lesser lights."
"The Scriptures are Gods Voyce; The Church is his Echo; a redoubling, a repeating of some particular syllables, and accents of the same voice."
The author of these words, John Donne, is one of the greatest of English poets. In his own time, he was the best-known preacher in the Church of England. He came to that eminence by a tortuous path. Born into the wealthy and pious Recusant (Roman Catholic) family in 1573, he was educated at both Oxford and Cambridge, and studied law at Lincolns Inn. Some time later he conformed to the Established Church and embarked upon a promising political career of service to the State. The revelation of his secret marriage in 1601 to the niece of his employer, the Lord Keeper of the Great Seal, brought his public career to an end. In 1615, he was persuaded by King James and others to receive ordination.
Following several brief cures, Donne rose rapidly in popularity as Dean of St Pauls Cathedral, London, from 1622 until his death. He drew great throngs to the Cathedral and to Pauls Cross, a nearby open-air pulpit. His sermons reflect the wide learning of the scholar, the passionate intensity of the poet, and the profound devotion of one struggling in his own life to relate the freedom and demands of the Gospel to the concerns of a common humanity, on every level, and in all its complexities.
In one of his poems, he wrote:
We thinke that Paradise and Calvarie, Christs Cross, and Adams tree, stood in one place; Looke, Lord, and finde both Adams met in me; As the first Adams sweat surrounds my face May the last Adams blood my soule embrace.
So, in his purple wrappd receive mee Lord, By these his thornes give me his other Crowne; And as to others soules I preachd thy word, Be this my Text, my sermon to my owne. Therefore that he may raise the Lord throws down.
Collect
Almighty God, the root and fountain of all being: Open our eyes to see, with your servant John Donne, that whatever has any being is a mirror in which we may behold you; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
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You think we can get GS and JD back??
-- Edited by LVN at 15:11, 2007-03-31
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Love your enemies. It makes them so damned mad. ~P.D. East
LVN--What a beautiful post. what a magnificent poem. Thank you. Gary has been unable to access the internet on this trip, but I'll make sure this is the first thing he sees when he's back.