Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. ~ “Ring Out, Wild Bells” – Alfred Lord Tennyson It’s mid-December and Goodreads tells me I’ve read a grand total […]
Tag: Christine Niu
In My Father’s House
To-day we sought each other’s lives: Death levels all that now; For soon before God’s mercy seat Together we shall bow. Forgive each other while we may; Life’s but a weary game, And, right or wrong, the morning sun Will find us, dead, the same. “The Dying Soldiers” ~ […]
Of Old Sat Freedom On The Heights
A cry of defiance, and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore! ~ “Paul Revere’s Ride” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow When we hear “the American Revolutionary War” we think George Washington – we think of the […]
There Is Music in the Midst of Desolation
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, There is music in the midst of desolation And a glory that shines upon our tears. “For the Fallen” – Laurence Binyon If you were to ask me to name any World War II novel that […]
O Yesteryear of Wonder
“By the old stone step and the sagging sill The hopes of youth are lingering still, And I shall find when that step is crossed A secret of peace that the world has lost.” ~ Lucy Maud Montgomery, The Blythes are Quoted (“Come, Let Us Go”) The school year may […]