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Two men went up to pray; and one gave thanks,
Not with himself -- aloud,
With proclamation, calling on the ranks
Of an attentive crowd.
"Thank God, I clap not my own humble breast,
But other ruffians' backs,
Imputing crime -- such is my tolerant haste --
To any man that lacks.
"For I am tolerant, generous, keep no rules, / And the age honours me.
Thank God, I am not as these rigid fools, / Even as this Pharisee."