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chapter-271		chapter-271			.txt	text/plain	74	9	99	Quicksand Years Quicksand years that whirl me I know not whither, Your schemes, politics, fail, lines give way, substances mock and elude me, Only the theme I sing, the great and strong-possessd soul, eludes not, Ones-self must never give way--that is the final substance--that out of all is sure, Out of politics, triumphs, battles, life, what at last finally remains? When shows break up what but Ones-Self is sure?	./cache/chapter-271.txt	./txt/chapter-271.txt