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XLIII.
If pride be evil;—if the holiest sighsMust come from humblest hearts, if man must turn
Full on his wreck of nature, to be wise;—
If there be blessedness for those who mourn;—
What speak the purple gauds that round us burn?
Ask of that kneeling crowd whose glances stray
So restless round on altar, vestment, urn;
Can guilt weep there? can mild repentance pray?
Ask, when this moment's past, how runs their sabbath day!
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