Mellow-faced, with eyes of faery, wistful clad in tinted leaves, See the brown October tarry by the golden rows of sheaves; Oak & acorn in his garland, fruit & wineskin in his hands, Mystic pilgrim from a far land down … Continue reading
Mellow-faced, with eyes of faery, wistful clad in tinted leaves, See the brown October tarry by the golden rows of sheaves; Oak & acorn in his garland, fruit & wineskin in his hands, Mystic pilgrim from a far land down … Continue reading
“ENGLAND AND ALWAYS” THE BRITISH, THE EMPIRE, AND THE FAITH Part IX: Can These Bones Live? All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part VIII: Coming Home O God of earth and altar, bow down and hear our cry, our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die; the walls of gold entomb … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part VII: Decline and Fall Why, If there’s a God in the sky, Why shouldn’t He grin High Above this dreary Twentieth century din? In this strange illusion, Chaos and … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part VI: Imperium et Libertas? His column was five thousand strong—all mounted men—and guns: There met, beneath the world-wide flag, the world-wide Empire’s sons; They came to prove to all … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part V: Romance and Religion The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part IV: Good King George and the Dragon Ye, Tories all rejoice and sing, success to George our gracious King. The faithful subjects tribute bring, and execrate the Congress. These … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part III: In the Good Old Colony Days In good old colony days When we lived under the King, Three roguish chaps fell into mishaps Because they could not sing … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part II: When the King Enjoys His Own Again Though for a time we see Whitehall With cobwebs hanging on the wall Instead of gold and silver brave Which formerly … Continue reading
“England and Always” The British, the Empire, and the Faith Part I: Separated by a Common Language If England was what England seems An’ not the England of our dreams, But only putty, brass, an’ paint, ‘Ow quick we’d drop … Continue reading
[Click here for part one.] Depending upon whom you read or speak to, the received modern narrative about “Celtic Spirituality” is roughly like this. Once upon a time, the Druids lived happily in green and misty Celtic lands, leading their … Continue reading
For many people — practicing, nominal, and non-Catholic alike — in the United States, Canada, Australia, and elsewhere, St. Patrick’s day is welcome relief from the rigours (if any) of Lent, or at the very least a mid-spring party. Shamrocks … Continue reading
And in despair I bowed my head “There is no peace on earth,” I said, “For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to men.” Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: “God … Continue reading
A few weeks ago, I did something I have not done since I was nine years old. I went to a performance at the Bob Baker Marionette Theatre near downtown Los Angeles. It was a delightful rendition of The Nutcracker … Continue reading
The just-passed feasts of Michaelmas and Our Lady of the Rosary, redolent with their memories of the bright Archangel who cast Satan out of Heaven and the great Captains (Don Juan of Austria and Prince Eugene of Savoy) who crushed … Continue reading
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