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...unbelie\ ing pro fessors of Cambridge, on this or the other side of the sea, ever dreamed of. "There's a narrow ridge in the graveyard Would scarce stay a...thought it is wider Than the star-sown vague of space." But w/Jy, unless there exists a connection, tivagfc an inexplicable one, between the " sleeping-ground*...

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...unbelieving professors of Cambridge, on this or the other side of the sea, ever dreamed of. " There's a narrow ridge in the graveyard Would scarce stay a...thought it is wider Than the star-sown vague of space." But why, unless there exists a connection, though an inexplicable one, between the " sleeping-ground...

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...escape its sharp vicissitudes, its blighting bereavements, its final and inevitable wreck. " There's a narrow ridge in the graveyard, Would scarce stay a child in his race ; But to me and my thoughts it is wider, Than the star-strewn vague of space." Our consolation is that the loss, the grief,...