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A CHILD OF NATURE 
shadowings. In the making of a 
poet Nature is so secretive that few 
discover her purpose until it is ac- 
complished. She hides her inter- 
preters from recognition by their 
fellows until she has so confirmed 
them in the habit of vision that 
neither neglect nor applause can 
deflect or betray them. 
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