Stand Quotes - page 75
Forgive me, masters of the mind!
At whose behest I long ago
So much unlearnt, so much resign'd -
I come not here to be your foe!
I seek these anchorites, not in ruth,
To curse and to deny your truth; Not as their friend, or child, I speak!
But as, on some far northern strand,
Thinking of his own Gods, a Greek
In pity and mournful awe might stand
Before some fallen Runic stone -
For both were faiths, and both are gone.
Matthew Arnold