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             WITH THE FOLLOWING POEM

      I send you here a sort of allegory–
      For you will understand it–of a soul,
      A sinful soul possess’d of many gifts,
      A spacious garden full of flowering weeds,
      A glorious devil, large in heart and brain,
      That did love beauty only–beauty seen
      In all varieties of mould and mind–
      And knowledge for its beauty; or if good,
      Good only for its beauty, seeing not
      That Beauty, Good, and Knowledge are three sisters
      That doat upon each other, friends to man,
      Living together under the same roof,
      And never can be sunder’d without tears.
      And he that shuts Love out, in turn shall be
      Shut out from Love, and on her threshold lie
      Howling in outer darkness. Not for this
      Was common clay ta’en from the common earth
      Moulded by God, and temper’d with the tears
      Of angels to the perfect shape of man.
       


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