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Sonnet XXXIV.

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Happy the maimed, the halt, the mad, the blind--     All who, stamped separate by curtailing birth,     Owe no duty's allegiance to mankind     Nor stand a valuing in their scheme of worth!     But I, whom Fate, not Nature, did curtail,     By no exterior voidness being exempt,     Must bear accusing glances where I fail,     Fixed in the general orbit of contempt.     Fate, less than Nature in being kind to lacking,     Giving the ill, shows not as outer cause,     Making our mock-free will the mirror's backing     Which Fate's own acts as if in itself shows;         And men, like children, seeing the image there,         Take place for cause and make our will Fate bear.

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