Saturday, September 19, 2009


Not that I'd ever Nock Shelly ...

... but my need to read A.D. Nock -- "Conversion" -- nudged out my desire to read Rubel Shelly -- "The Jesus Proposal" -- this morning.

I think Feodor might be pleased, but I suspect there might be a Yale-Harvard divinity school issue there ... :-)


You're doing the right thing.

Shelly can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.

Nock is necessary history, and still far more provocative.
Gah. I read the first 75 or so pages of "Conversion" yesterday and today. I'm gonna have to read it again. I hate that. Fortunately, it's rare that I have to do that.
Don't worry. I know exactly how you feel.

With some of the old stuff, they are responding to a lot of internal dialogue of the time that simply does not endure or translate.

Plus, they are writing much closer to the dawn of modern historical-critical understanding. They have to lay a thicker philosophical groundwork, which often seems convoluted, tedious. Or they need to take their readers slowly through and so sometimes appear loquaciously simple and naive.
That is exactly it. You have mos' debinitly been down this road before, Mr. Feodor.
The worthy Shelley (PB Shelley):

Another Athens shall arise,
And to remoter time
Bequeath, like sunset to the skies,
The splendour of its prime;
And leave, if naught so bright may live,
All earth can take or Heaven give.

Saturn and Love their long repose
Shall burst, more bright and good
Than all who fell, than One who rose,
Than many unsubdued:
Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers,
But votive tears and symbol flowers.

O cease! must hate and death return?
Cease! must men kill and die?
Cease! drain not its dregs the urn
Of bitter prophecy!
The world is weary of the past--
O might it die or rest at last!
Pomes is in the air today. See Sunday's post.
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