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SYMPATHY.
Let the prison barriers go
Binding man to self and woe,
Shame and sin;
Take to-day and the to-morrow,
With your brother's care and sorrow
Kindly in;
Make your own the pain unknown,
Yet akin.
The new order bids your border
Burst its bars,
Bringing near and shaping clear
Sister stars.
Binding man to self and woe,
Shame and sin;
Take to-day and the to-morrow,
With your brother's care and sorrow
Kindly in;
Make your own the pain unknown,
Yet akin.
The new order bids your border
Burst its bars,
Bringing near and shaping clear
Sister stars.
Let the bounding earth and sky
In a larger charity
Broaden out,
And the weary souls that sicken
Feel your fellow-pulses quicken
Darksome doubt.
Let their grief find your relief,
Wrapt about;
Till the bitter lot seems fitter,
And prepared
For despite, and nothing quite
All unshared.
In a larger charity
Broaden out,
And the weary souls that sicken
Feel your fellow-pulses quicken
Darksome doubt.
Let their grief find your relief,
Wrapt about;
Till the bitter lot seems fitter,
And prepared
For despite, and nothing quite
All unshared.
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