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THE WING. 
“Wings! wings! to sweep 
O’er mountain high and valley deep. 
Wings! that my heart may rest 
In the radiant morning’s breast. 
oe ; “Wings! to hover free 
O’er the dawn-empurpled sea. 
Wings! ’bove life to soar, 
E And beyond death for evermore.” 
ee ee - Ruckenrt. 
or a Ir is the cry of the whole earth, of the world, of all 
= life ; it is that which every species of animals or plants 
utters in a hundred diverse tongues—the voice which 
Pea issues from the very rock and the inorganic creation: 
“ Wings! we seek for wings, and the power of flight and motion !” 
Yea; the most inert bodies rush greedily into the chemical trans- 
formations which will make them part and parcel of the current of 
the universal life, and bestow upon them the organs of movement 
and fermentation. 
