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<item><title>On mortality . . .</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lessergood.blogr.com/photos/8167701/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;entry-inline-image&quot; src=&quot;http://static.blogr.com/tenants/com/sites/le/lessergood/media/on-the-shore.story.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;on the shore&quot; title=&quot;on the shore&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; height=&quot;237&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am standing by the seashore. &lt;br /&gt;A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze &lt;br /&gt;and starts for the blue ocean. &lt;br /&gt;She is an object of beauty and strength, &lt;br /&gt;and I stand and watch &lt;br /&gt;until at last she hangs like a peck of white cloud &lt;br /&gt;just where the sun and sky come down to mingle with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone at my side says, &apos;There she goes!&apos; &lt;br /&gt;Gone where? Gone from my sight - that is all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just as large in mast and hull and spar &lt;br /&gt;as she was when she left my side &lt;br /&gt;and just as able to bear her load of living freight &lt;br /&gt;to the places of destination. &lt;br /&gt;Her diminished size is in me, not in her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just at the moment when someone at my side says, &lt;br /&gt;&apos;There she goes!&apos;, &lt;br /&gt;there are other eyes watching her coming, &lt;br /&gt;and other voices ready to take up the glad shout : &lt;br /&gt;&apos;Here she comes!&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Henry Van Dyke (1852 - 1933)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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