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First Line: Has he no country? Is he of alien breed?
Last Line: I felt the burning garments of thy shame.
Subject(s): New York City; Politics & Government; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple


HAS he no country? Is he of alien breed?
Is this land not his home? Oh, exiled one!
Stranger to his own kind, where does he run?
How he has shamed us, for the world to read!
Oh, carrion, prowling where this people bleed,
Grown fat upon disaster, hide from the sun!
A scornful nation asks, what has he done
With the public trust, the honor, and the need.
Not him with glorious hand will we indite,
Patriot, Statesman, in the Hall of Fame,
Nor will we let him flee into the night
Of safe oblivion! But oh -- that name
For our sons' sons a moving hand shall write
In scarlet letters on the walls of Shame.
I felt the burning garments of thy shame.






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