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The Day has never understood the Gloaming or the Night; / Though sired by one Creative Power, and nursed at Nature's breast; / The White Man ever fails to read the Dark Man's heart aright; / Though from the self-same Source they came, upon the self-same quest; / So deep and wide, the Great Divide, / Between the East and West.
But like a shadow on a screen, mine eyes behold, above / The yawning gulf, a dim forecast, of structures strong and broad; / Where caste, and colour prejudice, by countless feet down trod, / With old traditions crushed by Time, pave smooth the bridge of Love; / And all the creed that men shall heed / Is consciousness of God.