John Donne, that great poet-preacher-Dean of St. Paul’s Cathedral felt that his age was a shifting one. He wrote a poem that expressed his sorrow over
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Before Thy Throne I Now Appear It was 1750. There is a story, thought to be apocryphal by some, yet confirmed by others,[1] that as the great Johann
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