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I Sit And Look Out

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IT 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 kill'd, 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.

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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman (May 31, 1819 – March 26, 1892) was an American poet, essayist, and journalist. A humanist, he was a part of the transition between…

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