Conquer Thyself, Till Thou Has Done This,

Friends Of My Youth, A Last Adieu! Haply Some Day We Meet Again; Yet Ne'er The Self-same Men Shall Meet; The Years Shall Make Us Other Men.

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When Doctors Differ Who Decides Amid The Milliard-headed Throng?

Of The Gladdest Moments In Human Life, Methinks, Is The Departure Upon A Distant Journey Into Unknown Lands. Shaking Off With One Mighty Effort The Fetters Of Habit, The Leaden Weight Of Routine, The Cloak Of Many Cares And The Slavery Of Civilization, Man Feels Once More Happy.

The Now, That Indivisible Point Which Studs The Length Of Infinite Line Whose Ends Are Nowhere, Is Thine All , The Puny All Thou Callest Thine.