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TagsTheology (42), Text Book (32), Bible (17), Makers of the Modern Theologic (15), Church (14), theology (12), biography (11), Systematic Theology (10), Classic (8), New Testament (7) — see all tags

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GroupsAsk LibraryThing, Bible Scholarship, Biblical Archaeology Society, Biblical History, Christian Ministry Training, Christian Worship and Liturgy, Christianity, Christians in the Work Place, Emerging Church, Faith and Reasonshow all groups

Favorite authorsSt. Augustine, Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Steve Deneff, Keith W. Drury, C. S. Lewis, Martin Luther, Alister E. McGrath, Kenneth Schenck (Shared favorites)

Favorite bookstoresBarnes & Noble Booksellers - Stony Creek Marketplace, Borders - Indianapolis - River Crossing

Favorite librariesHamilton East Public Library - Fishers Library, Hamilton East Public Library - Noblesville Library

About meI am a Theologian, Learner, Writer, Reader.

I have a degree in Christian Ministries and the Martin Luther and Katie Von-Bora Luther Bobble Heads.

About my libraryI have a growing, though not as fast as I want it to, library. My books cover a range of topics relating to Christianity, including theology, the Bible, the church (ecclesiology) and much more. I own very few fiction books and those that I do own are classics like Pilgrims Progress and The Divine Comedy. Many of my books are reference style books so I haven’t read them from cover to cover but have read various portions.

I collect hymnals, worship books, disciplines, prayer books, etc… They aren't listed here since most lack essential information.

Homepagehttp://delayedepiphany.blogspot.com

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Member sinceJul 18, 2006

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Tuft Of Flowers, The
by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963)


I went to turn the grass once after one
Who mowed it in the dew before the sun.

The dew was gone that made his blade so keen
Before I came to view the levelled scene.

I looked for him behind an isle of trees;
I listened for his whetstone on the breeze.

But he had gone his way, the grass all mown,
And I must be, as he had been,--alone,

`As all must be,' I said within my heart,
`Whether they work together or apart.'

But as I said it, swift there passed me by
On noiseless wing a 'wildered butterfly,

Seeking with memories grown dim o'er night
Some resting flower of yesterday's delight.

And once I marked his flight go round and round,
As where some flower lay withering on the ground.

And then he flew as far as eye could see,
And then on tremulous wing came back to me.

I thought of questions that have no reply,
And would have turned to toss the grass to dry;

But he turned first, and led my eye to look
At a tall tuft of flowers beside a brook,

A leaping tongue of bloom the scythe had spared
Beside a reedy brook the scythe had bared.

I left my place to know them by their name,
Finding them butterfly weed when I came.

The mower in the dew had loved them thus,
By leaving them to flourish, not for us,

Nor yet to draw one thought of ours to him.
But from sheer morning gladness at the brim.

The butterfly and I had lit upon,
Nevertheless, a message from the dawn,
That made me hear the wakening birds around,
And hear his long scythe whispering to the ground,

And feel a spirit kindred to my own;
So that henceforth I worked no more alone;

But glad with him, I worked as with his aid,
And weary, sought at noon with him the shade;

And dreaming, as it were, held brotherly speech
With one whose thought I had not hoped to reach.

`Men work together,' I told him from the heart,
`Whether they work together or apart.'
Hello Kurt. I am adding you to my Interesting Libray section. God Bless, David
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