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Thou feelest all human griefs diversely grievous. Thou art mauled by hatred, selfishness and discord, by wrath, By evil and envy art thou mauled, every passion engrafted Upon thy weal by alien blood. Thy blood ever seethes in thee With poisoned ferment, through it all thy bowels Are set astir, thou reelest, swoonest, and mutely art stunned; But yet with no step dost thou cease from advancing Further upon the path to Unity; not to that one Where treacherous foes unceasingly slander thee, nor to that one Whose token is one head adorned by an all-embracing crown Which outrages all (under such a crown Every human head would droop) but to that one, which must needs be crowned. By the garland of hundred-fold federation, the concord Of all wills, since it bestows happiness on all. Concord is dawn, proclaimingThe eternal day of love; already thy countenance is aglow With the flush of health—thy countenance which was pallid