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"The dove descending breaks the air / With flame of incandescent terror" is one of the only pieces of poetry that can make me shiver.
I thought I saw a Franciscan coming out of the university's (nondenominational) chapel. An unexpected sight, even more so than the cassocked priest once talking to a woman outside the library.
I thought I saw a Franciscan coming out of the university's (nondenominational) chapel. An unexpected sight, even more so than the cassocked priest once talking to a woman outside the library.