THE SWARM 



and the Ii§-ht and on nature's purest, the 

 soul of the tlowers, wherein matter for 

 once seems to smile, and put forth its 

 most wistful effort towards beaut}' and 

 happiness, — who shall tell us what prob- 

 lems you have resolved, but we not yet, 

 what ce: titudes you have acquired that 

 we still have to conquer ? And if you 

 have truly resolved these problems, and 

 acquired these certitudes, by the aid 

 of some blind and primitive impulse and 

 not through the intellect, then to what 

 enigma, more insoluble still, are you not 

 urging us on ? Little city abounding in 

 faith and m}-stery and hope, v/hy do your 

 myriad virgins consent to a task that no 

 human slave has ever accepted ? Another 

 spring might be theirs, another summer, 

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