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My ear is pained, / My soul is sick with every day's report / Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. / There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart; / It does not feel for man: the natural bond / Of brotherhood is severed as the flax / That falls asunder at the touch of fire. / He finds his fellow guilty of a skin / Not colored like his own; and, having power / To enforce the wrong for such a worthy cause, / Dooms and devotes him as a lawful prey.
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