Robert Hugh Benson
Robert Hugh Benson was an English Catholic priest and a versatile writer whose works spanned multiple genres, including fiction, horror, and apologetics. Initially an Anglican priest, he converted to Catholicism in 1903 and was ordained the following year. His literary contributions are notable for their exploration of faith and morality, with his most famous work, the dystopian novel 'Lord of the World,' reflecting his concerns about the future of society and the role of religion within it. Another significant work, 'Come Rack! Come Rope!', delves into themes of persecution and faith during the English Reformation, showcasing his historical interests and deep religious convictions. Benson's prolific output included children's stories, plays, and devotional literature, which he produced alongside his ecclesiastical duties, ultimately becoming a chamberlain to Pope Pius X. His writings not only entertained but also provoked thought on contemporary issues of his time, making him a significant figure in early 20th-century literature. Despite his untimely death in 1914, Benson's works continue to be studied for their rich theological insights and their reflection of the societal challenges of his era.
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View all 3 quotes“A Halt Lie still, my soul, the Sun of Grace Is warm within this garden space Beneath tall kindly trees. The quiet light is green and fair; A fragrance fills the swooning air; Lie still, and take thine ease. This silent noon of Jesu's love Is warm about thee and above- A tender Lord is He. Lie still an hour- this place is His He has a thousand pleasaunces, And each all fair and fragrant is, And each is all for thee. Then, Jesu, for a little space I rest me in this garden place, All sweet to scent and sight. Here, from this high-road scarce withdrawn, I thrust my hot hands in the lawn Cool yet with dew of far-off dawn And saturate with light. But ah, dear Saviour, human-wise, I yearn to pierce all mysteries, To catch Thine Hands and see Thine Eyes When evening sounds begin. There, in Thy white Robe, Thou wilt wait At dusk beside some orchard gate, And smile to see me come so late, And, smiling, call me in.”
“Friendliness took the place of charity, contentment the place of hope, and knowledge the place of faith.”
“For where men have made the earth that is trodden underfoot, and have largely veiled the heavens themselves, it is but natural that they should think that they have made everything, and that it is they who rule it.”
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