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No man born can set you free
Tiny mewling tyranny
Loathsome words, repugnant form
Brag and scrape and pray and fawn
I speak of what will be
You among their company
Puffery and stuffy pride
What are you but a child
Teach us what all this means
Sacrificed to calumny
Bear it lightly, recognize
The thief of fire
