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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
By Sir Lewis Morris (1833–1907)
CALL no faith false which e’er has brought
Relief to any laden life,
Cessation from the pain of thought,
Refreshment ’mid the dust of strife.
What though the thing to which they kneel        5
Be dumb and dead as wood or stone,
Though all the rapture which they feel
Be for the worshipper alone?
They worship, they adore, they bow
Before the Ineffable Source, before        10
The hidden soul of good; and thou,
With all thy wit, what dost thou more?
Kneel with them, only if there come
Some zealot or sleek knave who strives
To mar the sanctities of home,        15
To tear asunder wedded lives;
Or who by subtle wile has sought,
By shameful promise, shameful threat,
To turn the thinker from his thought,
To efface the eternal landmarks set        20
’Twixt faith and knowledge; hold not peace
For such, but like a sudden flame
Let loose thy scorn on him, nor cease
Till thou hast cover’d him with shame.

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