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life of men on earth, This sequence of the soul's achievements here Being, as I find much reason to conceive, 75 Intended to be viewed eventually As a great whole, not analyzed to parts, But each part having reference to all-- How shall a certain part, pronounced complete, Endure effacement by another part? 80 Was the thing done?--then, what's to do again? See, in the checkered pavement opposite, Suppose the artist made a perfect rhomb, And next a lozenge, then a trapezoid-- He did not overlay them, superimpose 85 The new upon the old and blot it out, But laid them on a level in his work, Making at last a picture; there it lies. So, first the perfect separate forms were made, The portions of mankind; and after, so, 90 Occurred the combination of the same. For where had been a progress, otherwise? Mankind, made up of all the single men-- In such a synthesis the labor ends. Now mark me! those divine men of old time 95 Have reached, thou sayest well, each at one point The outside verge that rounds our faculty; And where they reached, who can do more than reach? It takes but little water just to touch At some one point the inside of a sphere, 100 And, as we turn the sphere, touch all the rest In due succession; but the finer air Which not so palpably nor obviously, Though no less universally, can touch The whole circumference of that emptied sphere, 105 Fills it more fully than the water did; Holds thrice the weight of water in itself Resolved into a subtler element. And yet the vulgar call the sphere first full Up to the visible height--and after, void; 110 Not knowing air's more hidden properties. And thus our soul, misknown, cries out to Zeus To vindicate his purpose in our life: Why stay we on the earth unless to grow? Long since, I imaged, wrote the fiction out, 115 That he or other god descended here And, once for all, showed simultaneously What, in its nature, never can be shown, Piecemeal or in succession--showed, I say, The worth both absolute and relative 120 Of all his children from the birth of time, His in
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