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The Well Of True Wit Is Truth Itself.

Behold The Life At Ease; It Drifts, The Sharpened Life Commands Its Course.

A House With A Great Wine Stored Below Lives In Our Imagination As A Joyful House, Fast And Splendidly Rooted In The Soil.

The Song Seraphically Free Of Taint Of Personality, So Pure That It Salutes The Suns The Voice Of One For Millions, In Whom The Millions Rejoice For Giving Their One Spirit Voice.

That Rarest Gift To Beauty, Common Sense!