I have no reason to love mankind, 
Nor, alas! mankind one to love me; 
To all its vileness I am not blind, 
And all vileness it well can se
If my hatred in words ne'er wreak 
I know, as none do, ununderstood 
It is of all men; were I to speak, 
As unknown of them remain it woul
So, all in instinct, a mutual hate, 
Hid under smiling, we bear each othe 
All mankind's kindness well I can rate; 
And I hate each man, and call him brother'