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Old 09-15-2004, 02:14 PM   #3
Jimbo
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Ya Got me, but I love literary rhetoric. Here goes.

I surmounted the mountain where I could see the sea,
and so thence I went,
Only to find myself standing in the shadow of my own ascent.

Heaven have mercy on us all--Presbyterians and Pagans alike--for we are all somehow dreadfully cracked about the head, and sadly need mending.

There is no steady unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed gradations, and at the last one pause:--through infancy's unconscious spell, boyhood's thoughtless faith, adolescence' doubt..., then scepticism, then disbelief, resting at last in manhood's pondering repose of If.

You cannot hide the soul

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