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Rh You haggard, uncouth, untutored Bedowee! You plague-swarms in Madras, Nankin, Kaubul,
 * Cairo!

You bather bathing in the Ganges! You benighted roamer of Amazonia! you Patagonian!
 * you Fegee-man!

You peon of Mexico! you Russian serf! you slave of
 * Carolina, Texas, Tennessee!

I do not prefer others so very much before you either, I do not say one word against you, away back there,
 * where you stand,

(You will come forward in due time to my side.)

My spirit has passed in compassion and determination
 * around the whole earth,

I have looked for equals and lovers, and found them
 * ready for me in all lands;

I think some divine rapport has equalized me with
 * them.

O vapors! I think I have risen with you, and moved
 * away to distant continents, and fallen down
 * there, for reasons,

I think I have blown with you, O winds, O waters, I have fingered every shore with you.

I have run through what any river or strait of the
 * globe has run through,

I have taken my stand on the bases of peninsulas, and
 * on the highest embedded rocks, to cry thence.

Salut au Monde! What cities the light or warmth penetrates, I penetrate
 * those cities myself,

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