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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408968" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The World is Full of Kindness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The World is full of kindness—<br>And not the poor alone;<br>We Christians in our blindness<br>Bow down to hearts of stone;<br>The clever, bitter cynic,<br>Whose poisoned “soul” is dead,<br>And, like the rotten clinic,<br>Raves, helpless, on his bed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world is full of kindness—<br>But not the White alone;<br>The heathen in his blindness<br>Bows down to wood and stone;<br>But all men are his brothers,<br>In spite of all the “Powers,”<br>And the things he does for others<br>Shew whiter souls than ours. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world is full of kindness—<br>But not the Lean alone;<br>The Fat man in his blindness<br>Bows down, and not to stone;<br>But when a friend’s in trouble,<br>And an honest friend at that,<br>Then I’d turn to the Fat man<br>In spite of all his fat. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world is full of kindness<br>If it is let alone,<br>And men’s hearts in their blindness<br>Are neither ice nor stone.<br>In spite of all pretences,<br>We get it from Above;<br>In spite of all defences—<br>Red blood, kind hearts, and love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408968" data-title="The World is Full of Kindness de Henry Lawson" data-description="The World is full of kindness— And not the poor alone; We Christians in our blindness Bow down to hearts of stone; The clever, bitter cynic, Whose poisoned “soul” is dead, And, like the rotten clinic, Raves, helpless, on his bed. The world..."></div> </div> </div>
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