I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at an- guish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon ne- groes, and the like;All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,See, hear, and am silent.