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What comes to mind is the third of what T S Eliot called the "gifts reserved for age" in Little Gidding:

"And last, the rending pain of re-enactment

Of all that you have done, and been; the shame

Of things ill done and done to others' harm

Which once you took for exercise of virtue.

Then fools' approval stings, and honour stains.

From wrong to wrong the exasperated spirit

Proceeds, unless restored by that refining fire

Where you must move in measure, like a dancer."

I turn back to Four Quartets time and time again. Like you, Peter, Eliot was deeply connected with the Christian tradition, and at the same time had a very broad outlook.

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