The summer growth is innocent and disdainful above all those strata of sour dead.
The track strew’d with the dust of skeletons, By the roadside others disdainfully toss’d.
The disdain and calmness of martyrs, The mother of old, condemn’d for a witch, burnt with dry wood, her children gazing on, The hounded slave that flags in the race, leans by the fence, blowing, cover’d with sweat, The twinges that sting like needles his legs and neck, the murderous buckshot and the bullets, All these I feel or am.
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She tries to be polite, but cannot hide her disdain for authority.
She has nothing but disdain for the notion that common people can regulate their own lives better than she can.