Have you Christ found —
Whose eyes are cold
And lips are set?
How you forget
That day of old,
When on the ground
He wrote one tender word:
“Let him who has not erred
Be first of these alone
To cast a stone!”
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A QUESTION · Robert Winkworth Norwood · Poetry Cove