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I told a truth, a tragic truth
          That tore the sullen sky;
A million shuddered at my sooth
          And anarchist was I.
Red righteousness was in my word
          To winnow evil chaff;
Yet while I swung crusading sword
          I heard the devil laugh.

I framed a lie, a rainbow lie
          To glorify a thought;
And none was so surprised as I
          When fast as fire it caught.
Like honey people lapped my lie
          And peddled it abroad,
Till in a lift of sunny sky
          I saw the smile of God.

If falsehood may be best, I thought,
          To hell with verity;
Dark truth may be a cancer spot
          'Twere better not to see.
Aye, let a lie be big and bold
          Yet ripe with hope and ruth,
Beshrew me! but its heart may hold
          More virtue than the truth.

Added: 29 Jun 2002 | Last Read: 5 Sep 2008 5:50 PM | Viewed: 2448 times

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