zurich • glasgow • saffron walden • paris • interlaken • zurich again
a few of the beautiful places that my husband and i were able to visit this summer! i still can’t really believe we did it. what a blessing. a month spent almost exclusively in each other’s company - and we were more in love by the end of it!
Biblical Allusions in “Thus Always to Tyrants” by The Oh Hellos
The Oh Hellos, Thus Always to Tyrants • Vasily Polenov, Raising Jairus’ Daughter • Luke 8:52 • Henry Ossawa Tanner, Ressurection of Lazarus • John 11:11 • Carl Heinrich Bloch, Burial of Christ •1 Corinthians 15:20 •Carl Heinrich Bloch, The Resurrection •Psalm 23:4 • 1 Thessalonians 4:13 • Revelation 20:13 • David Snider, The Sea Gives Up its Dead • Mark 10:45 • Phillip Medhurst Collection, A New Heaven and New Earth • Revelation 21:5 • Ezekiel 37:1-2 • Gustave Doré, The Vision of the Valley of Dry Bones • Ezekiel 37:3-5 • Ezekiel 37:9•Fra Angelico, The Annunciation, Detail
Do me a favour and reblog this with a show you like that was cancelled after only one season. I don’t mean shows that were always meant to be miniseries or shows that work perfectly well as a standalone story, or shows that might still get renewed. I mean shows that are and will forever remain unfinished. The more obscure the better.
Stick-back chairs, a pine settle and a scrubbed deal table furnish a typical English country kitchen, where the children’s paintings decorating the walls are as natural as a jug of garden flowers.
—Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning on her Beloved?
Christ walks the world again, His lute upon His back, His red robe rent to tatters, His riches gone to rack, The wind that wakes the morning blows His hair about His face, His hands and feet are ragged with the ragged briar’s embrace, For the hunt is up behind Him and His sword is at His side,… Christ the bonny outlaw walks the whole world wide, Singing: “Lady, lady, will you come away with Me, Lie among the bracken and break the barley bread? We will see new suns arise in golden, far-off skies, For the Son of God and Woman hath not where to lay His head.”
Christ walks the world again, a prince of fairy-tale, He roams, a rascal fiddler, over mountain and down dale, Cast forth to seek His fortune in a bitter world and grim, For the stepsons of His Father’s house would steal His bride from Him; They have weirded Him to wander till He bring within His hands The water of eternal youth from black-enchanted lands,
Singing: “Lady, lady, will you come away with Me, Or sleep on silken cushions in the bower of wicked men? For if we walk together through the wet and windy weather, When I ride back home triumphant, you will ride beside Me then.”
Christ walks the world again, new-bound on high emprise, With music in His golden mouth and laughter in His eyes; The primrose springs before Him as He treads the dusty way, His singer’s crown of thorns has burst in blossom like the may, He heedeth not the morrow and He never looks behind, Singing: “Glory to the open skies and peace to all mankind.”
Singing: “Lady, lady, will you come away with Me? Was never man lived longer for the hoarding of his breath; Here be dragons to be slain, here be rich rewards to gain … If we perish in the seeking … why, how small a thing is death!”
