In the Church of England you will find the sceptic at the Altar

Oscar Wilde



‘After a discipleship of plain days
The first born of the bourgeoisie
It is disturbing to be offered this coast
For one's training as Messiah
(as the careful programme says)
The faithful will be few and the Heathen
Prominent, the change is quite important
There is to be a seascape out of dreams
And a city founded where tears fell’

EBG





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