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"Going Somewhere."


My science-friend, my noblest woman-friend, (Now buried in an English grave—and this a memory-leaf for  
 her dear sake,)
Ended our talk—"The sum, concluding all we know of old or  
 modern learning, intuitions deep,
"Of all Geologies—Histories—of all Astronomy—of Evolution,  
 Metaphysics all,
"Is, that we all are onward, onward, speeding slowly, surely  
"Life, life an endless march, an endless army, (no halt, but it is  
 duly over,)
"The world, the race, the soul—in space and time the universes, "All bound as is befitting each—all surely going somewhere."
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