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THE OUTCAST

Soul, be your own
Pleasance and mart,
A land unknown,
A state apart.
Scowl, and be rude
Should love entice;
Call gratitude
The costliest vice.
Deride the ill
By fortune sent;
Be scornful still
If foes repent.

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When curse and stone
Are hissed and hurled,
Aloof, alone
Disdain the world.
Soul, disregard
The bad, the good;
Be haughty, hard,
Misunderstood.
Be neutral; spare
No humblest lie,
And overbear
Authority.
Laugh wisdom down;
Abandon fate;

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Shame the renown
Of all the great.
Dethrone the past;
Deed, vision—naught
Avails at last
Save your own thought.
Though on all hands
The powers unsheathe
Their lightning-brands
And from beneath,
And from above
One curse be hurled
With scorn, with love
Affront the world.