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...voice of the world for that time. All that we call sacred history attests that the birth of a poet is the principal event in chronology. Man, never so often...mount above these clouds and opaque airs in which I live, — opaque, though they seem transparent, — and from the heaven of truth I shall see and...

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...voice of the world for that time. All that we call sacred history attests that the birth of a poet is the principal event in chronology. Man, never so often...mount above these clouds and opaque airs in which I live, — opaque, though they seem transparent, — and from the heaven of truth I shall see and...

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...voice of the world for that time. All that we call sacred history attests that the birth of a poet is the principal event in chronology. Man, never so often...mount above these clouds and opaque airs in which I live, — opaque, though they seem transparent, — and from the heaven of truth I shall see and...

...voice of the world for that time. All that we call sacred history attests that the birth of a poet is the principal event in chronology.' Man, never so...mount above these clouds and opaque airs in which I live, — opaque, though they seem transparent, — and from the heaven of truth I shall see and...

...voice of the world for that time. All that we call sacred history attests that the birth of a poet is the principal event in chronology. Man, never so often...mount above these clouds and opaque airs in which I live, — opaque, though they seem transparent, — and from the heaven of truth I shall see B and...