He brought the light upon the holy word,Greek thought and great thinkers he added to,
The lines between faith and reason he blurred,
He drew his genius from nothing brand new:
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He said so much yet gave no great long talks,
Tempted by the devil, a prostitute,
Of a large frame, he was called the dumb ox,
Through books he spoke, genius is never mute:
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Oh, of His great goodness what did you say,
When divine light instilled such emotion,
You said all that you wrote was less than hay,
Compared to the grandeur of His ocean:
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It is to you whom I owe this great debt,
For my faith, this I will never forget.
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Saintly Sonnets
PoetryA collection of sonnets based around saints. I just need something else to write about.