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SONNET XXVI
“ANGER IS OFTTIMES HOLY”

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Suggested by Keble's poem regretting the disuse of excommunication in the Church of England.

“Il faut que le poëte, aux semences fécondes,
Soit comme ces forêts vertes, fraîches, profondes,
Pleines de chants, amour du vent et du rayon,
Charmantes, où, soudain, l' on rencontre un lion.”
Victor Hugo, Les Contemplations.
Anger is ofttimes holy. Half the worth
Of song lies in the singer's sudden sword,
Along which burns the anger of the Lord
To smite “the high priests and rulers” of the earth.
A thing most holy was Elijah's mirth,—
The awful mocking gibes his lips outpoured
Midmost the palsied powerless priestly horde
Who shrieked in vain round their stone altars' girth.

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Great anger at small anger is no crime:
So when we open Keble's page and lo!
We find a malediction in his rhyme
And spite's stream foaming in weak overflow
We volley back the curse of Man and Time,
And render scourge for scourge and blow for blow.
1882.