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...gathering together things seemly and beautiful, and in the language of a modern poet,* • • bidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. In this our first chapter we have been dealing (of necessity) with general subjects. We propose leading...

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