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 see.

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 would.

So, all in instinct, a mutual hate,
Hid under smiling, we bear each other.
All mankind's kindness well I can rate;
And I hate each man, and call him brother'.