Paracelsus At times I almost dream I too have spent a life the sages’ way, And tread once more familiar paths. Perchance I perished in an arrogant self-reliance Ages ago; and in that act a prayer For one more chance went up so earnest, so Instinct with better light let in by death, That life was blotted out β€” not so completely But scattered wrecks enough of it remain, Dim memories, as now, when once more seems The goal in sight again. ✨ Robert Browning (1994). The Works of Robert Browning, p.21, Wordsworth Editions

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