RESURRECTION
by John Donne
Moist with one drop of Thy blood, my dry soul
Shall—though she now be in extreme degree
Too stony hard, and yet too fleshly—be
Freed by that drop, from being starved, hard or foul,
And life by this death abled shall control
Death, whom Thy death slew ; nor shall to me
Fear of first or last death bring misery,
If in thy life-book my name thou enroll.
Flesh in that long sleep is not putrified,
But made that there, of which, and for which it was ;
Nor can by other means be glorified.
May then sin's sleep and death soon from me pass,
That waked from both, I again risen may
Salute the last and everlasting day.

5 Cachinnations
Glad to see you aren't vertigo-impaired enough to forget John Donne! Will you be giving equal time to his "Hey, Baby!" poems?
P. S. Haggis isn't bad--kinda tastes like spicy sausage, especially if you mix it with mashed "neeps" (parsnips, I think).
P.P.S. How'd you like "Slings and Arrows"?
Posted on 3/23/2008
Happy Easter, Cach! He is risen!
Posted on 3/23/2008
Alethea anasti!
Posted on 3/24/2008
Garden Tomb? Really? Not the actual tomb at the Basilica of the Holy Sepulchre? Really??
Posted on 3/24/2008
Anyone heard of this heretical Talpiot Tomb, where Dan Brown holds his satanic book club meetings with Judas and Nero? Apparently, Jesus and his 'fam' owned this tomb, including that lovely little domestic Mary Magdalene, and their son...get this...Judah.
Honestly, do you think the Son of Man would be that predictable?
Posted on 3/24/2008