‘Two things,’ said Kant, ‘fill me with breathless awe:
the starry heavens and the moral law.’
I know a thing more awful and obscure—
The long, long patience of the plundered poor.
‘Two things,’ said Kant, ‘fill me with breathless awe:
the starry heavens and the moral law.’
I know a thing more awful and obscure—
The long, long patience of the plundered poor.
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