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Michael O

Michael O

has 8 followers and is following 9 people

I'm a Catholic lit nerd, pretty much. With the exception of Tolkien, most of the fantasy reading on my list is well in the past, but I still read obsessively in science fiction, comics and classic world literature.
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  • member since September 5, 2009

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  • Alec Johnson

    Alec Johnson says

    Thank'ee, sir! My first actual human interaction on this thing. Having said that, I'm still trying to decide between this and GoodReads, so my updating will probably be a little ropey for a while.

    And browsing through your shelf and ratings make me realise hordes of ace stuff I'd forgotten I'd read, so that's another thing to thank you for.

    posted 11 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Earl

    Earl says

    The Crucifixion

    Sunlight upon Judea's hills
    And on the waves of Galilee,
    On Jordan's streams and on the rills
    That feed the dead and sleeping sea;
    Most freshly from the green wood springs
    The light breeze on its scented wings;
    And gaily quiver in the sun
    The cedar-tops of Lebanon.

    A few more hours--a change hath come!
    The sky is dark without a cloud;
    The shouts of joy and wrath are dumb,
    And proud knees unto earth are bowed.
    A change is on the hill of death,
    The helmeted watchers pant for breath,
    And turn with wild and maniac eyes
    From the dark scene of sacrifice.

    That Sacrifice!--the death of Him,
    The high and ever Holy One!
    Well may the conscious heaven grow dim
    And blacken the beholding sun!
    The wonted light hath fled away,
    Night settles on the middle day,
    And Earthquake from his caverned bed
    Is waking with a thrill of dread.

    The dead are waking underneath!
    Their prison door is rent away!
    And, ghastly with the seal of death,
    They wander in the eye of day!
    The temple of the Cherubim,
    The House of God is cold and dim;
    A curse is on its trembling walls;
    Its mighty veil asunder falls!

    Well may the caverned depths of Earth
    Be shaken and her mountains nod;
    Well may the sheeted dead come forth
    To gaze upon a suffering God!
    Well may the temple-shrine grow dim,
    And shadows veil the Cherubim,
    When He, the chosen one of heaven,
    A sacrifice for guilt is given!

    And shall the sinful heart alone
    Behold unmoved the atoning hour,
    When Nature trembles on her throne'
    And Death reigns his iron power?
    Oh! shall the heart--whose sinfulness
    Gave keeness to His sore distress,
    And added to His tears of blood
    Refuse its trembling gratitude?

    --John Greenleaf Whittier

    posted 1 year ago. ( send a note )
  • Michael

    Michael says

    Thanks for the request! We do seem to have a lot in common. I have not yet read the Heliand, though I plan to. I see you've read it. How is it?

    posted 1 year ago. ( send a note )

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