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You say, " Where goest thou? " I cannot tell,
And still go on. If but the way be straight,
It cannot go amiss! before me lies
Dawn and the Day; the Night behind me; that
Suffices me; I break the bounds; I see ,
And nothing more; believe , and nothing less.
My future is not one of my concerns.
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