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Rh, abhorrent vanity, imbecility, and the rest. The soul, like the earth, will possess an incorruptible tunic.

. I shall gaze ever on the immense blue sky?

. Behold how beautiful it is.

. As beautiful and serene as eternal justice. Magnificent heaven, more beautiful than the tents of Caesar. I shall behold you forever; you will receive my thoughts, as before; you will grant me clear days, and friendly nights

. Dawn upon dawn.

. Ah, speak on, speak on. Tell me everything. Let me unbind these chains

. Loosen them, new Hercules, last man of the old world, who shall be the first of the new. Such is your destiny; neither you nor I,—nobody can alter it. You go farther than your Moses. From the top of mount Nebo,