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Edwin Arlington Robinson - Erasmus
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When he protested, not too solemnly,  
That for a world’s achieving maintenance  
The crust of overdone divinity  
Lacked aliment, they called it recreance;  
And when he chose through his own glass to scan
Sick Europe, and reduced, unyieldingly,  
The monk within the cassock to the man  
Within the monk, they called it heresy.  
  
And when he made so perilously bold  
As to be scattered forth in black and white,
Good fathers looked askance at him and rolled  
Their inward eyes in anguish and affright;  
There were some of them did shake at what was told,  
And they shook best who knew that he was right.
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