Areopagus Volume XLIII

Seven short lessons every someday.

Welcome one and all to the forty third volume of the Areopagus. In Western Christianity today is Good Friday, although in the Eastern Orthodox Church it isn't observed until next Friday. It also happens to be the birthday of that great Romantic poet William Wordsworth. So here's a reminder from him not to spend too much time reading our books (or, more likely, using our phones) and instead spend a little time in nature. After all, is not Spring now unfurling into green and golden glory?

Books! ’tis a dull and endless strife,
Come, hear the woodland linnet,
How sweet his music; on my life
There’s more of wisdom in it.

And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
And he is no mean preacher;
Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.

Alas, William, not quite yet. Here's an Areopagus to keep us from Nature just a little longer...