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James and Mary Ford, eds.  Every Day in the Year.  1902.
May 5
By Richard Watson Gilder (1844–1909)
A SOUL inhuman? No, not human all,
  If human is each passion man has known:
  Scorn, hate, and love; the lust of empire, grown
  To such a height as did the world appal;—
If the same human soul may soar and crawl        5
  As soared his and as crawled; if to atone
  For fame consummate by colossal fall;—
If human ’tis to see friend, partisan
  Turn, dastardly, the imperial hand to tear
  That fed them; if through gnawing years to plan        10
Vengeance, and space to breathe the unfettered air—
  No alien from his kind but very man
  Slow perished on that island of despair.
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