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I sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame; I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate; I mark jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid--I see these sights on the earth; I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny--I see martyrs and prisoners; I observe a famine at sea--I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest; All these--All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon, See, hear, and am silent.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:57 AM UTC
I Sit and Look Out
I sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame; I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate; I mark jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid--I see these sights on the earth; I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny--I see martyrs and prisoners; I observe a famine at sea--I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest; All these--All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon, See, hear, and am silent.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:57 AM UTC
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