Tag Archives: narrative poems

C. S. LEWIS DAILY: DECEMBER 8

Our nature is no purer for the saint That worships, nor from him that uses ill Our beauty can we suffer any taint. As from the first we were, so are we still: With incorruptibles the mortal will Corrupt itself, … Continue reading

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C. S. LEWIS DAILY: NOVEMBER 14

Where moss grows most. Amidst it came, Unearthly sweet, out of the air it seemed, A voice singing to the vibrant string, ‘Forget the grief upon the great water, Card and compass and the cruel rain. Leave that labour; lilies … Continue reading

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C. S. LEWIS DAILY: SEPTEMBER 20

The wood with its cold flowers had nothing there More beautiful than he, new waked from sleep, New born from joy. His soul lay very bare That moment to life’s touch, and pondering deep Now first he knew that no … Continue reading

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C. S. LEWIS DAILY: JUNE 21

‘You are a spirit, and it is well with you, But I am come out of great folly and shame, The sack of cities, wrongs I must undo… But tell me of the beast, and whence it came; Who were … Continue reading

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C. S. LEWIS DAILY: MAY 31

This lost soul looked them over one and all, Now sickening at the heart’s root; for he knew This night was one of those when he would fall And scream alone (such things they made him do) And roll upon … Continue reading

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