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The Endless Clue

The wisest man could ask no more of Fate Than to be simple, modest, manly, true, Safe from the Many, honoured by the Few; To count as naught in World, or Church, or State, But inwardly in secret to be great; To feel mysterious Nature ever new; To touch, if not to grasp, her endless clue, -James Russell Lowell

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