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In every age a few individuals do find The Great Way. They do conquer death by regenerating and restoring their bodies to the Realm of Permanence.
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Ch. 11, The Great Way, p. 699

 

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“O Balder, he who fashion’d us,
And bade us live and move,
Shall weave for Death’s sad heavenly hair
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Whene’er I named his name,—
But at my bidding he hath flown
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Stone still, with marble eyes.
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