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Tl I E poets sit beside the tree 
of life, and one cannot learn 
their songs without learning also the 
sorrow and joy, the strife and peace, 
the work and rest, the hate and 
love, the loss and gain which make 
Up the human story. 
In the lonelv countryside the soli- 
tary boy entered into the rich 
experience of the race; commit- 
ted its crimes, fought its battle-, 
suffered its defeats, was bruised 
by its sorrows, and borne aloft 
on the >trong wings of its great 
aspiration^. He looked into the 
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