VIII

“Ashamed of tolerance, but more ashamed

Of hot intolerance; who hold the snare

Less perilous when fraudulently named;

Forgetting folly, while remembering care;

Who shun the sinner with averted eyes;

Mistrust the impulse, danger in its breath;

Who think truth wholly truth, lies wholly lies;

Who never lived, but duly wept at death;

Who could not gaily stake the cherished whole

Upon the spinning coin’ s fantastic turn;

Who count the moneyed value of your soul,

And give, but, giving, claim the just return.