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Whitman: I Sit and Look Out
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I sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world,
and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish
with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children,
dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband
I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love,
attempted to be hid--
I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny
I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea
I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be killd,
to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers,
the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these. All the meanness and agony without end,
I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent.