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Robert Laurence Binyon - "The shrines of old are broken down"
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The shrines of old are broken down;
 The faiths that knelt at them are dead.
 Nothing`s strange, and nought unknown:
 All`s been done and all been said.
 Tired of knowledge, now we sigh
 For a little mystery.

 Yet, howsoever science delves,
 A few things still unplumbed remain.
 We know all things save ourselves,
 Cannot will our joy or pain.
 Mysteries our hearts enthral;
 And love`s the strangest of them all.
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