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Gilbert Keith Chesterton - Ultimate
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The vision of a haloed host
  That weep around an empty throne;
And, aureoles dark and angels dead,
  Man with his own life stands alone.

`I am,` he says his bankrupt creed:
  `I am,` and is again a clod:
The sparrow starts, the grasses stir,
  For he has said the name of God.
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