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Love, Which Is The Essence Of God, Is Not For Levity, But For The Total Worth Of Man.

What Forests Of Laurel We Bring, And The Tears Of Mankind, To Those Who Stood Firm Against The Opinion Of Their Contemporaries!

Thy Dangerous Glances Make Women Of Men; New-born, We Are Melting Into Nature Again.

The Days Are Made On A Loom Whereof The Warp And Woof Are Past And Future Time. They Are Majestically Dressed, As If Every God Brought A Thread To The Skyey Web.

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