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Softly The Evening Came. The Sun From The Western Horizon Like A Magician Extended His Golden Want O'er The Landscape; Trinkling Vapors Arose; And Sky And Water And Forest Seemed All On Fire At The Touch, And Melted And Mingled Together.

Thought Takes Man Out Of Servitude, Into Freedom.

Be Noble In Every Thought And In Every Deed!

Our Hearts Are Lamps For Ever Burning.

They Who Live In History Only Seemed To Walk The Earth Again.