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souls that are in love with sorrow, and that 
yearn to shelter all weakness and all grief — it 
inspires an unspeakable confidence that there 
must also be an instinct of parentage beyond 
this human race, a heart of hearts, cor cordium. 
As we all crave something to protect, so we 
long to feel ourselves protected. We are all 
infants before the Infinite; and as I turned 
from that cottage window to the resplendent 
sky, it was easy to fancy that mute embrace, 
that shadowy symbol of affection, expanding 
from the narrow lattice till it touched the stars, 
gathering every created soul into the arms of 
Immortal Love. 
