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"The heart asks pleasure first, / And then, excuse from pain; / And then, those little anodynes / That deaden suffering; / And then, to go to sleep; / And then if it should be / The will of its Inquisitor, / The liberty to die. " / -- EMILY DICKINSON.
There are long periods in the journey of life when "the road winds uphill all the way. " There are also long periods when the dim plain holds us, endless day after day, till the last bivouac fires of our youth are quenched in its rains.