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More pointed still we make ourselves,
Regret, Remorse, and Shame!
And man, whose heav’n-erected face,
The smiles of love adorn,
Man’s inhumanity to Man,
Makes countless thousands mourn.
Regret, Remorse, and Shame!
And man, whose heav’n-erected face,
The smiles of love adorn,
Man’s inhumanity to Man,
Makes countless thousands mourn.
See yonder poor, o’erlabour’d weight,
So abject, mean, and vile,
Who begs a brother of the earth
To give him leave to toil;
And see his lordly fellow-worm,
The poor Petition spurn,
Unmindful, tho’ a weeping wife.
And helpless offspring mourn.
So abject, mean, and vile,
Who begs a brother of the earth
To give him leave to toil;
And see his lordly fellow-worm,
The poor Petition spurn,
Unmindful, tho’ a weeping wife.
And helpless offspring mourn.
If I’m design’d yon lordling’s slave,
By Nature’s law design’d,
Why was an independant wish
E’er planted in my mind?
If not, why am I subject to
His cruelty, or scorn?
Or why has man the will and pow'r
To make his fellow mourn?
By Nature’s law design’d,
Why was an independant wish
E’er planted in my mind?
If not, why am I subject to
His cruelty, or scorn?
Or why has man the will and pow'r
To make his fellow mourn?
Yet, let not this too-much, my Son,
Disturb thy youthful breast:
This partial view of human-kind
Is surely not the last!
The poor, oppressed, honest man,
Had never, sure, been born,
Disturb thy youthful breast:
This partial view of human-kind
Is surely not the last!
The poor, oppressed, honest man,
Had never, sure, been born,
