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C. S. LEWIS DAILY: SEPTEMBER 9
IN PRAISE OF SOLID PEOPLE Thank God that there are solid folk Who water flowers and roll the lawn, And sit and sew and talk and smoke, And snore all through the summer dawn. Who pass untroubled nights and days … Continue reading
C. S. LEWIS DAILY: JULY 14
SPOOKS Last night I dreamed that I was come again Unto the house where my beloved dwells After long years of wandering and pain. And I stood out beneath the drenching rain And all the street was bare, and black … Continue reading
C. S. LEWIS DAILY: MAY 11
TO SLEEP I will find out a place for thee, O Sleep— A hidden wood among the hill-tops green, Full of soft streams and little winds that creep The murmuring boughs between. A hollow cup above the ocean placed Where … Continue reading
C. S. LEWIS DAILY: APRIL 27
SATAN SPEAKS I am Nature, the Mighty Mother, I am the law; ye have none other. I am the flower and the dewdrop fresh, I am the lust in your itching flesh. I am the battle’s filth and strain, I … Continue reading
C. S. LEWIS DAILY: JANUARY 25
NIGHT After the fret and failure of this day, And weariness of thought, O Mother Night, Come with soft kiss to soothe our care away And all our little tumults set to right; Most pitiful of all death’s kindred fair, … Continue reading