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Walt Whitman - I Sit And Look OutWalt Whitman - I Sit And Look Out
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all         oppression and shame; I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with         themselves, remorseful after deeds done; I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying,         neglected, gaunt, desperate; I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer         of young women; I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be         hid—I see these sights on the earth; I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and         prisoners; I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who         shall be kill`d, to preserve the lives of the rest; I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon         laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like; All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look         out upon, See, hear, and am silent.
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