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loneliest hours, solemn and
gruesome. But with one
hand in Hardy's, quite con-
fident of the End, we begin
to read. First a quotation
from Spinoza - a muffler
for the soul! Are we toys
pulled with a string! How
busy this questioning keeps
the world, and how obsti-
nately we refuse the
thwarting Purpose, until we
are despairing over our past,
and Life is nearly bereft
gruesome. But with one
hand in Hardy's, quite con-
fident of the End, we begin
to read. First a quotation
from Spinoza - a muffler
for the soul! Are we toys
pulled with a string! How
busy this questioning keeps
the world, and how obsti-
nately we refuse the
thwarting Purpose, until we
are despairing over our past,
and Life is nearly bereft