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  • I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive,- what time, what circuit first, I ask not; but unless God send his hail Or blinding fire-balls, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive: He guides me and the bird. In his good time.

    Robert Browning (2015). “Complete Plays of Robert Browning”, p.129, e-artnow sro