Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home.
William Wordsworth
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A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.
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How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
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