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air far over the broken rock that they have been 

 letting go for ages, one views the kingdoms of the 

 world and the glory of them. It is all the same 

 in the long run, whether one looks upon the vast 

 realms of political importance or only on the farm 

 steads and forests of rural New England. It is 

 the soul that beholds and not the show that is be 

 held which counts. Here we may resist tempta 

 tions and rise superior to them. The eye that 

 sweeps the horizon and views Greylock, and 

 Monadnock and Wachusett, and all those bil 

 lowy hills between, needs no offer of great prizes. 

 It has already the one great prize, if it can under 

 stand it. That ineffable, incomprehensible, in 

 tolerable, eternal Divinity is here, taking the little 

 human soul into its own vast being, and mak 

 ing it one with him. On a mountain top dwells 

 the vast Oversoul, and man accepts his place, 

 and is silent. 



