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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342741" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bats In Sunshine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, Mr. Kemble, you are called, I think,<br>A great divine, and I'm a great profane.<br>You as a Congregationalist blink<br>Some certain truths that I esteem a gain,<br>And dropp them in the coffers of my brain,<br>Pleased with the pretty music of their chink.<br>Perhaps your spiritual wealth is such<br>A golden truth or two don't count for much.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You say that you've no patience with such stuff<br>As by Renan is writ, and when you read<br>(Why _do_ you read?) have hardly strength enough<br>To hold your hand from flinging the vile screed<br>Into the fire. That were a wasteful deed<br>Which you'd repent in sackcloth extra rough;<br>For books cost money, and I'm told you care<br>To lay up treasures Here as well as There.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fear, good, pious soul, that you mistake<br>Your thrift for toleration. Never mind:<br>Renan in any case would hardly break<br>His great, strong, charitable heart to find<br>The bats and owls of your myopic kind<br>Pained by the light that his ideas make.<br>'Tis Truth's best purpose to shine in at holes<br>Where cower the Kembles, to confound their souls!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342741" data-title="Bats In Sunshine de Ambrose Bierce" data-description="Well, Mr. Kemble, you are called, I think, A great divine, and I'm a great profane. You as a Congregationalist blink Some certain truths that I esteem a gain, And dropp them in the coffers of my brain, Pleased with the pretty music of their chink...."></div> </div> </div>
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