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not for common praise of him, Nor yet for pride or charity, Still would I make to Vanderberg One tribute for his memory:

One honest warrant of a friend Who found with him that flesh was grass— Who neither blamed him in defect Nor marveled how it came to pass;

Or why it ever was that he— That Vanderberg, of all good men, Should lose himself to find himself, Straightway to lose himself again.

For we had buried Sainte-Nitouche, And he had said to me that night: "Yes, we have laid her in the earth, But what of that?" And he was right.

And he had said: "We have a wife, We have a child, we have a church;