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  • So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest so gently, that we go, Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay, Being too full of sleep to understand How far the unknown transcends the what we know.

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “My Complete Poetical Works (Annotated Edition)”, p.848, Jazzybee Verlag