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Lazarus' Tale Trumps All

The sages have a hundred maps to give
That trace their crawling cosmos like a tree,
They rattle reason out through many a sieve
That stores the sand and lets the gold go free:
And all these things are less than dust to me
Because my name is Lazarus and I live.

- G.K. Chesterton, from the poem, "The Convert"
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