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<p>There is a word <del>which</del> on which my deepest hate<lb/>
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My darkest indignation I would pour:-
 
It is society's most leprous sore<lb/>
 
It is the bane of all that's good &amp; great;<lb/>
 
It is a heavy, dark, infernal gate<lb/>
That doth the mind imprison – it doth more –<lb/>
It makes the tired <unclear>earth</unclear> bleed at every pore<lb/>
That word – man's <del>bane</del> <add>curse</add> – heaven's scorn – <hi rend="underline">legitimate</hi><lb/>
This is the talisman which tyrants <del>wre</del> wield<lb/>
This is the sceptre – this the sceptre waved<lb/>
When the long-suffering <hi rend="underline">many</hi> are enslaved<lb/>
By the usurping <hi rend="underline">few</hi>.  And are we <unclear>steeld</unclear><lb/>
Against all sense, all suffering?  No! the <unclear>chair</unclear><lb/>
Will break – man thinks not, – suffers not in vain.</p>
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There is a word which on which my deepest hate
My darkest indignation I would pour:- It is society's most leprous sore
It is the bane of all that's good & great;
It is a heavy, dark, infernal gate
That doth the mind imprison – it doth more –
It makes the tired earth bleed at every pore
That word – man's bane curse – heaven's scorn – legitimate
This is the talisman which tyrants wre wield
This is the sceptre – this the sceptre waved
When the long-suffering many are enslaved
By the usurping few. And are we steeld
Against all sense, all suffering? No! the chair
Will break – man thinks not, – suffers not in vain.


Identifier: | JB/110/230/002"JB/" can not be assigned to a declared number type with value 110.

Date_1

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Box

110

Main Headings

Folio number

230

Info in main headings field

Image

002

Titles

Category

collectanea

Number of Pages

2

Recto/Verso

recto

Page Numbering

Penner

sir john bowring

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Paper Producer

Corrections

Paper Produced in Year

Notes public

ID Number

36220

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