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Matthew Arnold - The Better PartMatthew Arnold - The Better Part
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Long fed on boundless hopes, O race of man,     How angrily thou spurn`st all simpler fare!     "Christ," some one says, "was human as we are;     No judge eyes us from Heaven, our sin to scan;     We live no more when we have done our span."--       "Well, then, for Christ," thou answerest, "who can care?       From sin, which Heaven records not, why forbear?     Live we like brutes our life without a plan!"     So answerest thou; but why not rather say,       "Hath man no second life?--Pitch this one high!         Sits there no judge in Heaven our sin to see?--     More strictly, then, the inward judge obey!       Was Christ a man like us?--Ah! let us try         If we then, too, can be such men as he!"
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