Life’s but a walking shadow

Life’s but a walking shadow

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,...

An old age is out, time to begin a new

All, all of a piece throughout; Thy chase had a beast in view; Thy wars brought nothing about; Thy lovers were all untrue. ‘Tis well an old age is out, And time to begin a new.   John Dryden (1631 – 1700), The Secular Masque,...
Stir a flower and trouble a star

Stir a flower and trouble a star

All things by immortal power Near or far Hiddenly To each other linked are That thou canst not stir a flower Without troubling a star.   Francis Thompson (1859-1907), The Mistress of Vision.
There is always another story

There is always another story

At last the secret is out, as it always must come in the end, The delicious story is ripe to tell the intimate friend; Over the tea-cups and in the square the tongue has its desire; Still waters run deep, my friend, there’s never smoke without fire. Behind the...
People not without a history

People not without a history

A people without history Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails On a winter’s afternoon, in a secluded chapel History is now and England.   With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this Calling We...