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As I approached the end of The Mill on the Floss I was, naturally, thinking about what to read next (what novel, I mean). I think I mentioned in a comment that I was trying to decide between two re-reads, Dostoevsky's Demons and Kristin Lavransdatter. (Interesting that I name the author of the former but not the
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Not really. But it is a pastime that usually appeals to Dylan fans. Here, at The American Conservative, is a somewhat defiant, probably none-too-popular, assertion about Dylan's best work, with proper reservations about the basic silliness of the effort: The problem with picking a favorite Dylan is that there are so many strong contenders. You
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An interesting piece at Catholic Word Report. Küng died a few weeks ago, which I had not heard. I'm one of those who considered him a noxious influence on the Church back thirty years and more ago when he was in the news fairly often. So knowing that he thought so highly of Mozart, and
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I like it as much as I like Middlemarch. Which of course is a lot. There seems to be a critical consensus that Middlemarch is George Eliot's great achievement, and a great achievement by any standard. And I wouldn't argue with that as a matter of cool-headed judgment. The introduction (excellent, by the way) to the edition
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It has never been one of my favorite colors, but in recent years has become so. I think the change may have something to do with age. At any rate it now gives me great joy.
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(This is not especially appropriate for Easter Monday–well, it's not appropriate at all, but it's not exactly inappropriate either. But I wrote it a day or two before Palm Sunday, then decided it should wait till after Holy Week. So….) And the present time was like the level plain where men lose their belief in volcanoes
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Praise the Lord, O my soul.O Lord my God, thou art become exceeding glorious; thou art clothed with majesty and honour.Thou deckest thyself with light as it were with a garment and spreadest out the heavens like a curtain.Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters and maketh the clouds his chariot, and walketh upon
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Into thy hands I commend my spirit, for thou hast redeemed me, O Lord, thou God of truth. (Coverdale)
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What reward shall I give unto the Lord for all the benefits that he hath done unto me?I will receive the cup of salvation and call upon the Name of the Lord.I will pay my vows now in the presence of all His people; right dear in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.Behold,
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