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“His poetry, unless we are willing to follow the allegorizers in reading Christian meanings into it, is frankly humanistic. But it is a humanism which has been undergirded by centuries of the Christian tradition. ‘There is another echo in our ears as we close a Shakespearean play,’ wrote P. T. Forsyth, ‘from that which besets us as we lay Sophocles down. It is no less sad, perhaps, but it is far more deep, more rich, more wide and varied in its chords.’”
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