“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
Thursday, January 9, 2020
prayer to saint nick concerning marriage
Rejoice, thou who wast purified from thy mother's womb!
Rejoice, thou who wast hallowed even to the end!
Rejoice, thou who didst amaze thy parents by thy birth!
Rejoice, thou who didst show power of soul straightway after birth!
Rejoice, garden of the promised land!
Rejoice, flower of divine planting!
Rejoice, virtuous vine of the vineyard of Christ!
Rejoice, wonderworking tree of the paradise of Jesus!
Rejoice, lily blossoming in paradise!
Rejoice, myrrh of the fragrance of Christ!
Rejoice, for through thee weeping is banished!
Rejoice, for through thee rejoicing is brought into being!
Rejoice, O Nicholas, great Wonderworker!
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