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 Anguish 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 Negroes, And The Like; All These - All The Meanness And Agony Without End, I Sitting, Look Out Upon, See, Hear, And Am Silent.