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THE CRITICS AT GETHSEMANE by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER

First Line: EVEN HERE WE MEET THE CRITICS. THE DEEP GRIEF
Last Line: AND WORKS, IN SIMPLE FAITH, AS BEST SHE MAY.
Subject(s): CHRISTIANITY; GETHSEMANE;
Even here we meet the Critics. The deep grief,
Which all imaginative Art would faint
To express - the Angel's visit of relief -
The God bowed earthward like some mourning saint -
They tone down all in their unhappy way;
Distilling rose-tints from their Saviour's blood,
The God-man's sweat of anguish! to portray
Their sweet young Syrian - so divinely good,
'We must forgive His worshippers', they say;
Not so the Church! and tho' she needs must blush
At her own feeble handling, yet alway,
When she would paint her Master's darkest day,
She takes the full-hued life-drop on her brush,
And works, in simple faith, as best she may.



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