They tread shakeable matter our brilliant and battered youth who to the estimates of fools submit for measure so miss-prized a good soil as self-regard, upon can be made yet seldom become, gorgeous palaces of dizzying heights whose tips break sky and overtake the reach of a dazzled eye to cross the bounds of imagination.

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