midnight
And whom do you honor save him who succeeds in that ? And whom do you scorn save him who fails ? * * * * * Oh thou black jungle of a world ! -- I cry it once again -- Where savage beasts through forest midnight roam , Seeking in sorrow for each other 's joy ! I sit alone and think of these things , until my breath comes hard with rage . I say : `` It is these that I serve -- it is these who own the fruits of my toil -- it is these for whom I am starved and crushed -- it is these by whom my God-given power is trampled into annihilation ! '' * * * * * March 4th .