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And in the labyrinth both son and sire Awhile will fan and fuel hatred's fire;
 * Sparks of the log of evil are all men

Allwhere—extinguished be the race entire!

If miracles were wrought in ancient years, Why not to-day, O Heaven-cradled seers?
 * The highway's strewn with dead, the lepers weep,

If ye but knew,—if ye but saw their tears!