William Logan (author) book Malabar Manual
Malabar Manual, Page 144 https://archive.org/details/MalabarLogan/page/n156 <br class="br">Malabar Manual (1887)
Malabar Manual, Page 142 https://archive.org/details/MalabarLogan/page/n154 <br class="br">Malabar Manual (1887)
William Logan (author) book Malabar Manual
Malabar Manual, Page 144 https://archive.org/details/MalabarLogan/page/n156 <br class="br">Malabar Manual (1887)
William Logan (author) book Malabar Manual
Malabar Manual, Page 135 https://archive.org/details/MalabarLogan/page/n147 <br class="br">Malabar Manual (1887)
“Whatever Forms or Ceremonies spring
From Custom's Force, there lies the real Thing”
John Byrom (1692–1763) Poet, inventor of a shorthand system
St. 1 & 2
Miscellaneous Poems (1773), Divine Love, The Essential Characteristic of True Religion
Context: Religion's Meaning when I would recall,
Love is to me the plainest Word of all.
Plainest, — because that what I love, or hate,
Shews me directly my internal State;
By its own Consciousness is best defin'd
Which way the Heart within me stands inclin'd. On what it lets its Inclination rest,
To that its real Worship is address'd;
Whatever Forms or Ceremonies spring
From Custom's Force, there lies the real Thing;
Jew, Turk or Christian be the Lover's Name,
If same the Love, Religion is the same.
“Wandering through many countries and over many seas I come, my brother, to these sorrowful obsequies, to present you with the last guerdon of death, and speak, though in vain, to your silent ashes, since fortune has taken your own self away from me—alas, my brother, so cruelly torn from me! Yet now meanwhile take these offerings, which by the custom of our fathers have been handed down—a sorrowful tribute—for a funeral sacrifice; take them, wet with many tears of a brother, and for ever, my brother, hail and farewell!”
Multas per gentes et multa per aequora vectus
Advenio has miseras, frater, ad inferias,
Ut te postremo donarem munere mortis
Et mutam nequiquam alloquerer cinerem.
Quandoquidem fortuna mihi tete abstulit ipsum,
Heu miser indigne frater adempte mihi,
Nunc tamen interea haec prisco quae more parentum
Tradita sunt tristi munere ad inferias,
Accipe fraterno multum manantia fletu,
Atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale.
Gaio Valerio Catullo list of poems by Catullus
CI, lines 1–10
Sir William Marris's translation:
By many lands and over many a wave
I come, my brother, to your piteous grave,
To bring you the last offering in death
And o'er dumb dust expend an idle breath;
For fate has torn your living self from me,
And snatched you, brother, O, how cruelly!
Yet take these gifts, brought as our fathers bade
For sorrow's tribute to the passing shade;
A brother's tears have wet them o'er and o'er;
And so, my brother, hail, and farewell evermore!
Carmina
Kirby Page (1890–1957) American clergyman
In His sight all men are of inherent and inestimable value. ...Jesus also disregarded the rigid class lines of his day.
Source: Jesus or Christianity: A Study in Contrasts (1929), p. 25
“He was brother to a liar and brother to an angel, son of a dream and son of a dreamer.”
Maggie Stiefvater (1981) American writer
About Ronan
The Raven Cycle Series, The Dream Thieves (2013)