But finally his efforts lived to show
What dignity the human soul can know:
The immortality of such a man
Rests here on earth, for die it will nor can.
Predestination found no harbor here,
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Nor helplessness, one knows, nor phthisic fear:
Long words, like these, above him wove no spell
Although he knew their derivation well. . .
That day before me shook no massive head
A-tremble with the groans of fancied dead;
Not here the timid, faithless demagogue
To hide behind a self-created fog.
Instead I heard a humanist, the best,
Who spoke ad hominem and hoped the rest.
I did not have to read his "Bible Stories"
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