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Critics, you have been so kind,
I would not have you think me blind
To all the wisdom that you preach;
Yet before I strictlier run
In straiter lines of chiselled speech,
Give me one more hour, just one
Hour to hunt the fairy gleam
That flutters through this childish dream.
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Apologia

 

Alfred Noyes

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Jesus Christ

 

Eternal Power!
Grant me through obvious clouds one transient gleam
Of thy bright essence in my dying hour!

 

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