By the cross oor Andrew bore By the sword oor William wore By the crown our Robert swore Tae win oor Liberty Ca’ the falcon frae the glen, Ca’ the eagle frae the ben Ca’ the lion frae his den Tae win oor Liberty By the man wha’s faith was old By the man they […]
Hey porter, hey porter, would you tell me the time? How much longer will it be till we cross that Mason-Dixon line? At daylight would ya tell that engineer to slow it down? Or better still, just stop the train ’cause I wanna look around Hey porter, hey porter, what time did ya say? How […]
She was an endeavoured woman, very powerful, very prudent, wise, very honest, chaste, devout, discreet, truthful, clear, without deceit. Who could count the excellences of this very Catholic and happy Queen, always very worthy of praises. Andrés Bernáldez of of Queen Isabelle I of Castile and León.
Push back against the age as hard as it pushes against you. What people don’t realize is how much religion costs. They think faith is a big electric blanket, when of course it is the cross. — The Habit of Being: The Letters of Flannery O’Connor, ed. Sally Fitzgerald (New York: Farrar, Straus, Giroux, 1979), p. […]
[The royal knight Alvaro Yáñez de Lugo] was condemned to be beheaded, although he offered forty thousand ducados for the war against the Moors to the court so that these monies spare his life. This matter was discussed with the queen, and there were some who told her to pardon him, since these funds for the war […]
And this, too: What of Israel? Thrice forfeit Israel like the rest, and forfeit once again, that for a debt, though it were but the price of a pair of shoes, will make slaves of poor, honest folk. Ground in the dust, the poor man’s rights, shouldered aside, the claim of the unbefriended! See where […]
America is all about speed. Hot, nasty, badass speed. — Eleanor Roosevelt, 1936. Happy Birthday, Laurie!
I have smitten you with blasting and mildew: when your gardens and your vineyards and your fig trees and your olive trees increased, the palmerworm devoured them: yet have ye not returned unto me, saith the Lord. — Amos iv. 9.