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THIS moment as I sit alone, yearning and thoughtful,
it seems to me there are other men in other lands, yearning and thoughtful; |
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It seems to me I can look over and behold them,
in Germany, Italy, France, Spain—Or far, far away, in China, or in Russia or India—talking other dialects; |
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And it seems to me if I could know those men better,
I should become attached to them, as I do to men in my own lands, |
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It seems to me they are as wise, beautiful, benevolent,
as any in my own lands; |
| O I know we should be brethren and lovers, |
| I know I should be happy with them. |