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He flaunted recklessly along, / With hollow laugh and mocking song;
In tawdry garb and painted mirth, / The sorrowfulest thing on earth.
Time runs apace: the fleeting years / Left but her misery and her tears.
The very brothel-door was barred / Against a wretch so crook'd and marred.
She knocked at every gate in vain, / The cast-out harlot black with stain --
At all save one, -- when this she tried, -- / 'T was His, the High Priest crucified.
He heard her tears, flung wide His door / And said, "Come in, and sin no more. "