The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 13, No. 76, February, 1864

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The Atlantic Monthly,  Vol. 13,  No. 76,  February,  1864
The Delight Of Contemplation Has Been In History A Height Without
Sustaining Breadth, A Needle, Not A Cube. Genius Has Been Tremulous,
Recluse,--Has Been Cherished In Solitude With Nature,--Has Been A
Feminine Partiality Among Men, Holding For Gods Its Favorites, For Dogs
The Refuse Of Mankind. It Still Counts The Practical Life An
Interruption. It Is Therefore Only Melancholy Cheer, A Forlorn Ark With
Nine Souls On The Brine, A Refuge From The World, Not A Delight Of The
World. It Lives Not From God Who Is, But From A God Who Should Be

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