By human comradeship, affection springs
Well up in effluent love for baser things.
For 'neath the polish and embellishments
Of cultivation and intelligence,
There lies a basic bond of sympathy,
For man and beast are friends in misery.
Yes, friends, the most ill-favored shape which squirms
In reptile folds, repulsive snakes and worms,
Soon lose their dread repugnance, one and all,