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December 31.

How indestructibly the Good grows, and propagates
itself, even among the weedy entanglements of Evil !
Sartor Resartus.

All things end, and nothing ceases changing till it
Frederick the Great.

Here finally these wide roaming of ours . . . are to
terminate. I am sorry for it: there was pleasure for me
in this business.
On Heroes.

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