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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from 1492 by Mary Johntson: a cry, `Come over, Ignatio the Franciscan!' ''
And I, listening, thought, ``Not perhaps that ancient
spiritual singing of spiritual things! But in truth, yes, it
is chosen. Did not the Whole of Me that I can so dimly
feel set my foot upon this ship?'' And going out on deck
before I slept, I looked at the stars and thought that we
were like the infant in the womb that knows not how nor
where it is carried.
We might be four hundred leagues from Spain. Still
the wind drove us, still we hardly shifted canvas, still the
sky spread clear, of a vast blue depth, and the blue glass
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