Wherefore hath gone Humility, this Gift
That God hath given thee, that thou wouldst cast
So easily aside? Away so fast
His pearl hath been asunder set adrift
Therein; from thee this place so deep and vast
Must hide. So precious, thou hast thrown so swift
Away His all-forgiving Shrift, ‘twould lift
Ye all together and astride. Thou hast
His Spirit sore forsook, Thyatrian,
His word mistook, His boundless grace undone
And misapplied. Who then art thou who tried
His Grace–Galatian, His Gifts replace–
When to and through the law His Son hath died?
Yet still shall He forgive and thee embrace!
Beautifully written! Bravo, my dear.
I was looking forward to this one and am not disappointed.
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I looked for you on Bonjour/netbios and did not see you else I would have told you it was done : )
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Not that I have ever been disappointed.
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That is most kind of you to say. I do know I have at times left you perplexed enough to bypass the chain of command; directing your inquiries, as it were, directly toward God, bypassing Browning altogether.
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This, of course is one of a very few truly religious offerings, and in particular, Christian in origin. Such is, whether one is deeply religious or not, quite a tradition among the vast world of classical or romantic poetry in general, and sonnet writing in particular.
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Well then I’m about to make you sad…Humility is a gift, it makes one strong. Yet left unwrapped by many of this generation…i loved it…
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I am very glad you enjoyed it. I should perhaps in the future consider making aware of such works those I feel might have a particular interest in them.
The above took no small amount of research to complete; therefore it is quite gratifying to feel it appreciated.
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PS…Thanks for the like of “best quote of decade”…David
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You are most welcome, sir! It was, as such things are, quite amusing.
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