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SIMON MAGUS.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O Nazarene! I find thee here at last!

Thou art no more a phantom unto me!

This is the end of one who called himself

The Son of God! Such is the fate of those

Who preach new doctrines. 'T is not what he did,

But what he said, hath brought him unto this.

I will speak evil of no dignitaries.

This is my hour of triumph, Nazarene!