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Now and Then
Love… no, for this that word won’t do,
alike too wide and too confined—
the incandescent one in two,
the kindness that we owe mankind.
Wider than that, warmer than this
the word I want, the feeling is
affection, which need not arise
from beauty, charm or cleverness,
which does not sense the boundaries
of sex or age-group, class or race—
the single greatest human good,
sign of our brother-and-sisterhood.