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could a foe
yet scarcely mean him wrong;
For none can strip this complex masquerade
And know who languishes with secret wounds.
They whom the brunt of war has maimed in limb
Who lean on crutches to sustain their weight
Are manifest to all; and reverence
For their misfortunes kindly gains them place:
But wounds
sometimes more deep and dangerous
We may in careless jostle through the crowd
Gall and oppress
because to us unknown.
Then
howsoever by our needs impelled
Let us resolve to move in gentleness;
Judge mildly when we doubt; and pause awhile
Before injustice palpably proclaimed
Ere we let fall the judgment stroke: against
Their ignominious craft
who ever wait
To filch another's right
we will maintain
Majestic peace in silence; knowing well
Their craft takes something richer from themselves.
It is but seemly to respect the great;
But never let us fail toward lowly ones;
Respecting more
in that they lack the force
To claim it of the world. For souls there are
Of poor capacities
whose purpose holds
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