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A poppy bud, packed into tight bundles by so hard and resolute a hand that the petals of the flower never afterwards lose the creases, is a type of the child. Nothing but the unfolding, which is as yet in the non-
existing future, can explain the manner of the close folding of character. In both flower and child it looks much as though the process had been the reverse of what it was -- as though a finished and open thing had been folded up into the bud -- so plainly and certainly is the future implied, and the intention of compressing and folding-close made manifest.