Here, b'y, is the issue of our plighted troth. Why I am the scribe and not you, God knows: and you have his secret. "There's no sense in going further--it's the edge of cultivation," So they said, and I believed it... Till a voice, as bad as Conscience, rang interminable changes On one everlasting Whisper day and night repeated--so: "Something hidden. Go and find it. Go and look behind the Ranges-- Something lost behind the Ranges. Lost and waiting for you. Go!" --Kipling's "The Explorer."…
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