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was spreading over the earth a braggart, peacock-like tail of beams. And as he did so, I winked at him, for by experience I knew that some two hours later his smiles would be scorching me with fire. Yet for the time being he and I had no fault to find with one another. Wherefore, I set myself to search for a bank whence I might sing to him, as to the Lord of Life:

0h Thou of intangible substance, Reveal now that substance to me! Enwrap me within the great vestment Of light which encompasseth Thee! That with Thy uprising, my substance May Come all-prevailing to be!

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"Let us live our lives unto ourselves. Let theirs be theirs, and ours, ours."







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