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⸢¹⸥ I was admitted within that sacred boundary which divides the intellectual and moral nature of man from that which characterises animals
⸢²⸥ I stepped within, and felt, as I entered, that I trod my native soil;
⸢³⸥ and my plastic soul was remoulded by a master hand.

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❝Though now I sweep a little room

  • I will not do so forever
  • Can Kyushu hold my ambition?
  • Can flocks of chattering sparrows
  • Share the eagle's solitary path?❞

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