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But O The Truth, The Truth. The Many Eyes That Look On It The Diverse Things They See.

The Song Seraphically Free Of Taint Of Personality, So Pure That It Salutes The Suns The Voice Of One For Millions, In Whom The Millions Rejoice For Giving Their One Spirit Voice.

Cynicism Is Intellectual Dandyism.

Sentimentalists Are They Who Seek To Enjoy Without Incurring The Immense Debtorship For A Thing Done.

Not Till The Fire Is Dying In The Grate, Look We For Any Kinship With The Stars.