“I have suffered in thine absence — the sufferings of the body that, being yet strong in spite of age, is reluctant to take leave of life. But it is past! I am as one numbed with everlasting frost — and now I feel no pain. And my mind is like a bird that poises for a while over past and present, ere soaring into the far future.”
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