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What
shall
we
say
of
life
in
the
last
analysis
--
"
Peace
,
be
still
"
?
Or
shall
we
battle
sternly
for
that
equation
which
we
know
will
be
maintained
whether
we
battle
or
no
,
in
order
that
the
strong
become
not
too
strong
or
the
weak
not
too
weak
?
Or
perchance
shall
we
say
(
sick
of
dullness
)
:
"
Enough
of
this
.
I
will
have
strong
meat
or
die
!
"
And
die
?
Or
live
?
Each
according
to
his
temperament
--
that
something
which
he
has
not
made
and
can
not
always
subdue
,
and
which
may
not
always
be
subdued
by
others
for
him
Who
plans
the
steps
that
lead
lives
on
to
splendid
glories
,
or
twist
them
into
gnarled
sacrifices
,
or
make
of
them
dark
,
disdainful
,
contentious
tragedies
?
The
soul
within
?
And
whence
comes
it
?
Of
God
?
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What
thought
engendered
the
spirit
of
Circe
,
or
gave
to
a
Helen
the
lust
of
tragedy
?
What
lit
the
walls
of
Troy
?
Or
prepared
the
woes
of
an
Andromache
?
By
what
demon
counsel
was
the
fate
of
Hamlet
prepared
?
And
why
did
the
weird
sisters
plan
ruin
to
the
murderous
Scot
?
Double
,
double
toil
and
trouble
,
Fire
burn
and
cauldron
bubble
.
In
a
mulch
of
darkness
are
bedded
the
roots
of
endless
sorrows
--
and
of
endless
joys
.
Canst
thou
fix
thine
eye
on
the
morning
?
Be
glad
.
And
if
in
the
ultimate
it
blind
thee
,
be
glad
also
!
Thou
hast
lived
.