A Rhapsody of Love and SpiritualityAlgora Publishing, 2003 - 306 oldal Love between a man and a woman: is it sacred or sinful? A Rhapsody of Love and Spirituality explores Platonic eros, Christian mysticism, friendship, religious ritual, and love as people experience it, turning up startling ironies and paradoxes and, along the way, some traditions we may find worth reclaiming. |
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Saint John Chrysostom Saint Jerome and Saint Augustine | 91 |
Chivalric Romance and Ascetic Discipline | 113 |
Thomas Aquinas and the Cloud of Unknowing | 147 |
Emanuel Swedenborg | 189 |
Shelley and Intellectual Beauty | 203 |
T S Eliots The Waste Land | 223 |
The Recent Erotic Spirituality of Vatican II and David Matzko Mccarthy Karl Barth and Eberhard Jungel | 237 |
Chapter XII A Heap of Broken Images? Erotic Love and Spirituality in the PostModern Age | 267 |
BIBLIOGRAPHY | 299 |
Index | 303 |
Martin Luther Sir Edmund Spenser and the Puritans | 161 |
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67. oldal - Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband.
64. oldal - DEARLY beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this congregation, to join together this Man and this Woman in holy Matrimony...
189. oldal - Hail wedded love! mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driv'n from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother, first were known.
63. oldal - Wives, be subject to your husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, His body, and is Himself its Savior.
189. oldal - Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother, first were known. Far be it, that I should write thee sin or blame, Or think thee unbefitting holiest place...
228. oldal - That corpse you planted last year in your garden, "Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year? "Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed? "Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men, "Or with his nails he'll dig it up again! "You! hypocrite lecteur!— mon semblable,— mon frere!
66. oldal - For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh (Gen.
222. oldal - Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat together; and our lips With other eloquence than words, eclipse The soul that burns between them, and the wells Which boil under our being's inmost cells, The fountains of our deepest life, shall be Confused in passion's golden purity, As mountain-springs under the morning Sun. We shall become the same, we shall be one Spirit within two frames, oh ! wherefore two?
243. oldal - She is as in a field a silken tent At midday when a sunny summer breeze Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent, So that in guys it gently sways at ease, And its supporting central cedar pole, That is its pinnacle to heavenward And signifies the sureness of the soul, Seems to owe naught to any single cord, But strictly held by none, is loosely bound By countless silken ties of love and thought To everything on earth the compass round...
21. oldal - Is there no change of death in paradise ? Does ripe fruit never fall? Or do the boughs Hang always heavy in that perfect sky, Unchanging, yet so like our perishing earth, With rivers like our own that seek for seas They never find, the same receding shores That never touch with inarticulate pang...