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You leave me here in the Old World, which, like myself, begins to feel, as Asia hath felt, that it is wearing out apace.
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Sumner reflects on the Old World and its decline, paralleling his own feelings.
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Far above any flickering light or battle-lantern of party is the everlasting sun of Truth, in whose beams are the duties of men.
They who strive after it, Ixion-like, embrace a cloud.
The first is a heavenly sentiment, from God: the other is a device of this world.
Still further: every ship-of-war that floats costs more than a well-endowed college.
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