I am too little, said the , For any one to see.
Among the million men who do
This thing that I am doing too,
Why should they notice me?
My sin is common as to breathe;
It rests on every back.
And surely I am not to blame
Where everybody does the same,—
Am not a bit more black!
And so he took his willing share
In a universal crime,
Thinking that no reproach could fall
On one who shared the fault ............