The mystery of mysteries, the crude and hurried ceaseless flame, spontaneous, bearing on itself. The bubble and the huge, round, concrete orb! A breath of Deity, as thence the bulging universe unfolding! The many issuing cycles from their precedent minute! The eras of the soul incepting in an hour, Haply the widest, farthest evolutions of the world and man.
A Thought of Columbus
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