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Robert browning writes in his “ Paracelsus “: From life’s minute beginnings, up at last To man—the consummation of this scheme Of being, the completion of this sphere Of life: whose attributes had here and there Been scattered o’er the visible world before, Asking to be combined, dim fragments meant To be united in some wondrous whole, Imperfect qualities throughout creation, Suggesting some one creature yet to make, Some point where all those scattered rays should meet Convergent in the faculties of man. ……………..There is a way; 'Tis hard for flesh to tread, imbued With frailty - hopeless if indulgence first Have ripened inborn germs of sin to strength.' I can see similar depth in all your poems and specially here…great thinker you are..well woven