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HILLFOOT AND SUMMIT.
IF there's a good on earth, it is content.“I never was content, i'faith, not I!
“No hillside was too steep, no peak too high,
“But I must buckle to for the ascent.
“So hath Fate fooled me to my topmost bent;
“For Life is like an Alp; one peak past by,
“Another towers higher 'gainst the sky,
“Between the climber still and his intent.”
How better far to tarry in the vale
And from the base the mountain-top to view!
There, at the least, the sky's not gray, but blue;
The sun is warm and bright, not chill and pale,
As in the summit's over-subtle air;
And one is spared the swink of getting there.
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