
Everyone who does history of philosophy occasionally meets the siren.
In Those Twelve Days
What is that which is but one?
What is that which is but one?
We have but one God alone
In Heaven above sits on his throne.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they which are but two?
What are they which are but two?
Two Testaments, as we are told,
The one is New and the other Old.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but three?
What are they that are but three?
Three persons in the Trinity,
The Father, Son, and Ghost Holy.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but four?
What are they that are but four?
Four Gospels written true,
John, Luke, Mark, and Matthew.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but five?
What are they that are but five?
Five senses we have to tell,
God grant us grace to use them well.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but six?
What are they that are but six?
Six ages this world shall last,
Five of them are gone and past.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but seven?
What are they that are but seven?
Seven days in the week have we,
Six to work and the seventh holy.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but eight?
What are they that are but eight?
Eight beatitudes are given,
Use them well and go to Heaven.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but nine?
What are they that are but nine?
Nine degrees of Angels high
Which praise God continually.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but ten?
What are they that are but ten?
Ten Commandments God hath given,
Keep them right and go to Heaven.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but eleven?
What are they that are but eleven?
Eleven thousand virgins did partake
And suffered death for Jesus' sake.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
What are they that are but twelve?
What are they that are but twelve?
Twelve Apostles Christ did chuse
To preach the Gospel to the Jews.
In those twelve days, and in those twelve days, let us be glad,
For God of his power hath all things made.
In the wake of the news of the concentration camps, Foot was haunted by the notion that there was no way to rationally overcome a moral standoff with a Nazi. She wanted to argue that moral evaluation (“It is wrong to kill innocent people”) is not fundamentally different from factual evaluation (“It is incorrect that the earth is flat”). A cynic should no more be able to deny the moral implications of a relevant body of evidence than a flat-earther can deny the factual implications of astronomical data. It was Anscombe, a devoted Catholic, who liberated Foot, a lifelong atheist, to dare to think in this outmoded fashion. Foot had been speaking of the conventional contrast of “ought” and “is,” and Anscombe feigned confusion. “She said: ‘Of what? What?’ ” Foot recalled. “And I thought, My God, so one doesn’t have to accept that distinction! One can say, ‘What?’!”
The Epiphany
by Robert Southwell
To blaze the rising of this glorious sun,
A glittering star appeareth in the East,
Whose sight to pilgrim-toils three sages won
To seek the light they long had in request;
And by this star to nobler star they pace,
Whose arms did their desirèd sun embrace.
Stall was the sky wherein these planets shined,
And want the cloud that did eclipse their rays;
Yet through this cloud their light did passage find,
And pierced these sages' hearts by secret ways,
Which made them know the Ruler of the skies,
By infant tongue and looks of babish eyes.
Heaven at her light, Earth blusheth at her pride,
And of their pomp these peers ashamed be;
Their crowns, their robes, their train they set aside,
When God's poor cottage, clothes, and crew, they see
All glorious things their glory now despise,
Sith God contempt, doth more than glory prize.
Three gifts they bring, three gifts they bear away;
For incense, myrrh and gold, faith, hope and love;
And with their gifts the givers' hearts do stay,
Their mind from Christ no parting can remove;
His humble state, his stall, his poor retinue,
They fancy more than all their rich revenue.