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1862–1922

THE WORST OF ENEMIES

John Kendrick Bangs

I DO not fear an enemy Who all his days hath hated me. I do not bother o’ er a foe Whose name and face I do not know.

I mind me not the small attack Of him who bites behind my back: But Heaven help me to the end ’ Gainst that one who was once my friend.

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