The poem hangs on the berry-bush, When comes the poet's eye; The street begins to masquerade Where Shakespeare passes by. The Christ sees white in Ju… - William Channing Gannett

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The poem hangs on the berry-bush, When comes the poet's eye; The street begins to masquerade Where Shakespeare passes by. The Christ sees white in Judas’ heart, And loves his traitor well; The God, to angel his new heaven, Explores his lowest hell.