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SYMPATHY.

Others are wise - my creed is this

To cross the ocean for a kiss.

CALMLY ye glance into my heart

And say my course was not the best,

That passionate thought and fevered pulse

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Could foster nothing but unrest;

That I am not a manly man,

Have little health and still less power;

That ye are truly made to live,

I but the victim of the hour.

I grant it all. Your worthiness

I feel as much as any one,

For ye have gained the praise of all,

I the esteem of almost none.

Yet were there no such men as I

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