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Novalis

–Memory’s distances, youth’s wishes, childhood’s dreams, the short joys of a whole long life and hopeless hopes come grey-clad, like evening mist after the sun has set.  — Novalis, from Hymns to the Night, trans. Dick Higgins (McPherson and Co., 1988)

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