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do not see how I shall go through this destiny. I can, if it is mine; but I do not feel that I can.’
Casual observers mistook Margaret’s lofty idealism for personal pride; but thus speaks one who really knew her: — “You come like one of the great powers of nature, harmonizing with all beauty of the soul or of the earth. You cannot be discordant with anything that is true and deep. I thank God for the noble privilege of being recognized by so large, tender, and radiant a soul as thine.”
