Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
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ReplyDeleteHeart-wrenching.
Can you tell us where the pictures were taken?
Sin is where Our Lady sat,
Heaven turned is to hell,
Satan sits where Our Lord did sway,
Walsingham, oh farewell!
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ReplyDeleteSorry - I should have noticed the second 'Ghosts'.
ReplyDeleteWho is more guilty, I wonder: the vandals who smashed the place up, or the diocese which allowed it to fall into decay and emptiness?
I do not believe in ghosts; but I know they exist. "Ego in umbras non-credo; sed alias agnosco crescent."
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos. They make you love death---or something.
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