THE NEWER VAINGLORY

1910

Two men went up to pray; and one gave thanks,

Not with himself -- aloud,

With proclamation, calling on the ranks

Of an attentive crowd.

"Thank God, I clap not my own humble breast,

But other ruffians' backs,

Imputing crime -- such is my tolerant haste --

To any man that lacks.

"For I am tolerant, generous, keep no rules,
And the age honours me.

Thank God, I am not as these rigid fools,
Even as this Pharisee."

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