Revered, though not renowned;
Poor, if Heaven will, but Free!
Free from the tyrants of the hour,
The clans of wealth, the clans of power,
The coarse, cold scorners of their God;
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Free from the taint of sin,
The leprosy that feeds within,
And free, in mercy, from the bigot’s rod.
XXVII.
The sceptre’s might, the crosier’s pride,