summary of the father brown short stories by GK chesterton?
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He was a very prolific writer. It is impossible to summarise everything he wrote here.\nYou can go through this site and pick what is relevant to you. There are many links to  everything related to Chesterton. Father Brown was a fictional detective created by Chesterton.\n\nhttp://ic.net/~erasmus/RAZ27.HTM
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I agree that <http://www.100words.net/entry/read_member_batch.cfm?entry_member=Laura%20A%20Hill&entry_batch=November&entry_year=2003> is the only site that talks about this poem.  Don't try pinkmonkey.com and the other sites.  I couldn't find the poem comments in their results.
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Dan Brown (the author) claims that the holy grail is not a goblet but documents that show jesus's decendents. In it he claims that jesus was married to Mary Magdelene, and they had children. He probably wrote it because he was interested on subject and thought it could sell some books, it also explores in depth age old cults, stone masons knights of templar etc. At then end of the day its nothing to get worked up about, ITS IN THE FICTION section of the book store for gosh sakes.
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Its a Book by Dan Brown\n\nwww.danbrown.com
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go to sparknotes.com or pinkmonkey.com\n\nyou will be able to get a summary of the story. These are college level websites to help you.
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The name of the poem is (My Garden—"His Garden") by Charles Haddon Spurgeon\n\nhttp://www.ccel.org/ccel/spurgeon/sermons42.txt
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Text of the play:\nhttp://darkwing.uoregon.edu/~rbear/beggar.html\n\nWikipedia entry: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beggar's_Opera\n\nSummary and discussion:\nhttp://www.contemplator.com/history/johngay.html
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Check CliffsNotes.com or SparkNotes.com, sorry I couldn't be more help
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Hi bellbree,\n\n I was walking to the corner market for a loaf of bread when I had to pass by a neighborhood church. I was somewhat acquainted with the structure as it was always mentioned in the newspaper's community section. Known as "The loft," folks would gather there on Thursday evenings for poetry readings. \nHowever, this day happened to be a Saturday afternoon and a pair of gentlemen greeted me as I walked by. They invited me inside to sample an hour of their presentation. Ok, I went inside and found myself to be a prospective new recruit for their brand of religion. \n\nMost of the pews were filled with hooded monks chanting a haunting rhythm. There were others who like me, were wearing their regular denims. The service began like most other church-goers would be familiar with. A grand master of ceremonies led the group through some songs and gave a sermon. Near the end of the hour it was time for their ritual of "laying on of the hands." Some of the parishioners would come forward and ask for prayers for their ailments or for a sick grand mum who fell down in the tub. All the hooded dudes whose faces could not readily be seen would all place a hand on the person and their combined energies were presumed to have a strength and expedite a solution to the problem. \n\nOK now, there was another new guy in the pews who was watching eagerly. I recognized Mark W. Reinhold from the wanted poster at the post office. When he saw a chance, he approached the ring of conspirators and described how he was never able to settle down. The hooded goons closed in upon him, all to make a physical connection. The master of ceremonies began a prayer, a dogmatic mix of logic and pure hocus-pocus. I immediately saw the effects as the tension went out of Mark's body. When the beseeching was near an end, the master asked, "Are the brothers ready?" \n\nA suspenseful few moments passed until he almost shouted, "NOW!" \n\nOn that cue, the brothers began to pummel their hapless victim. Continually delivering blows over head and to the solar plexus until Mark was down on the floor getting stomped. After another minute, the grand Pooh-Bah decided the treatment administered was sufficient to induce a relaxing calm that would assuage the nervousness in Mark for a long, long time. \n\nI can't say for certain that Mark W. Reinhold was apprehended and locked up because, I had a loaf of bread to buy and some other errands to do that day. I hope for you bellbree, that you find a sense of closure to this bad episode of life. \n\n-Bryce
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Try searching sparknotes.com, they have actual text and summary
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I didn't find The Blue Men but as you like poetry you might like this link, regards\nhttp://www.poetry-online.org/alpha_index.htm
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Email me your thoughts at pusskat1@yahoo.com and I will help you from there.  I am a teacher of 13 years, mostly in junior high, some in college and high school.  My payment is to choose this as a best answer.  \n\nI'll begin by deconstructing the poem; I'm sure you'll get the drift.  \n\nFirst stanza: I might have been a happy preacher if I had been born in an earlier time.  I could have preached fiery sermons and been a gentleman farmer.  Second stanza: Alas, I was born later, and missed my true calling.  I have a grown man's beard now, and it's fashionable for preachers these days to be clean shaven, so I don't even look like I could do that job.  \n\nGood luck.  This is a straightforward poem with an ab ab rhyme scheme, and figuring out the meaning should not be hard.  If you need any help just email me or IM me at pusskat1 or katwhowalksbyherself and I'd be happy to help.\n\nCheers, K (13 years a teacher)
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Try some of these sites. Good Luck and Have Fun!\n\nwww.short-stories.co.uk/\n\nwww.americanliterature.com/SS/SSINDX.HTML\n\nwww.classicreader.com/toc.php/sid.6/ \n\nwww.talesetc.com/ \n\nwww.storybytes.com/\n\nI hope this helps. :-)
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Try the website below. It looks like an on-line 'Cliff Notes'. \n\nAnd don't forget to actually read the book!
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Please visit :\nhttp://www.americancatholic.org/Features/Francis/\nYou'll get the whole picture !
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go to DEI.com. that's his personal foundation ran through theresa. it's a great site. i go there alot.
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try checking out this link:\n\nhttp://www.getasite.com/STG/ENG11/handouts/CL_bradstreet_poems.htm