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THE HERETIC'S TRAGEDY 521
When Paul once reasoned of righteousness
And of temperance and of judgment to come,
Good Felix trembled, he could no less-
John, snickering, crook'd his wicked thumb.
CHORUS
What cometh to John of the wicked thumb ?
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H a, ha, John plucks now at his rose
To rid himself of a sorrow at heart I
Lo,-petal on petal, fierce rays unclose;
Anther on anther, sharp spikes outstart;
And with blood for dew, the bosom boils;
And a gust of sulphur is all its smell ;
And 10, he is horribly in the toils
Of a coal-black giant flower of Hell I
CHORUS
What maketh Heaven, that maketh Hell.
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So, as John called now, through the fire amain,
On the Name, he had cursed with, all his life­
To the Person, he bought and sold again-
For the Face, with his daily buffets rife-­
F eature by feature It took its place I
And his voice like a mad dog's choking bark
At the steady whole of the Judge's Face­
Died. Forth John's soul flared into the dark.
SUBJOINETH THE ABBOT DEODAET
God help all poor souls lost in the dark I
LXXXVI
TWO IN TH E CAlVIP AGNA
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I W ONDER do you feel to-day
As I have felt, since, hand in hand,
We sat down on the grass, to stray
In spirit better through the land,
This morn of Rome and May?
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