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tor sacrifice. It was not in John 
Foster's nature to round out experi- 
ence by expression or action ; he 
was born to see, to think, and to feel, 
hut not to speak or act. The depths 
ol his soul were moved, hut the 
trembling of the waters was unseen 
and inaudible. The love which rilled 
his soul was as pure as the fragrance 
ot a flower or of the unstained sky ; 
hut lacking the kindling touch of 
passion, to which the harp of life 
vibrates into the most enchanting 
music, it remained a song without 
words ; one of those unheard melo- 
dies of which the audible music of 
the world is but an echo. The 
wonder-working stirring of the im- 
agination when the senses are aglow, 
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