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The hand of Fate cannot be stayed, / The course of Fate cannot be steered, / By all the gods that man has made, / Nor all the devils he has feared, / Not by the prayers that might be prayed / In all the temples he has reared.
See! In your very midst there dwell / Ten thousand thousand blacks, a wedge / Forged in the furnaces of hell, / And sharpened to a cruel edge / By wrong and by injustice fell, / And driven by hatred as a sledge.