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It sleeps among the thousand hills
Where no man ever trod,
And only nature's music fills
The silences of God.

— Frederick George Scott

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Purgatory for me will be five hundred years of catching trains and two thousand years of remembering names.

The immortal spirit hath no bars
To circumscribe its dwelling-place;
My soul hath pastured with the stars
Upon the meadow-lands of space.

Right hath the sweeter grace,
But Wrong the prettier face.

So often have I met death face to face,
His eyes now wear the welcome of a friend's.

The pulse of our life is in tune with the rhythm of forces that beat
In the surf of the farthest star's sea, and are spent and regathered to spend.

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