That we all labor together transmitting the
same charge and succession,
We few equals indifferent of lands,
indifferent of times,
We, enclosers of all continents, all
castes, allowers of all theologies,
Compassionaters, perceivers, rapport of
men,
We walk silent among disputes and
assertions, but reject not the disputers: nor anything that is asserted,
We hear the bawling and din, we are reach'd
at by divisions, jealousies, recriminations on every side,
They close peremptorily upon us to surround
us, my comrade,
Yet we walk unheld, free, the whole earth
over, journeying up and down till we make our ineffaceable mark upon time and
the diverse eras,
Till we saturate time and eras, that the men and
women of races, ages to come, may prove brethren and lovers as we are. — (Walt Whitman, To him that was Crucified, Leaves of Grass, 397)
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