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decrease more and more; – when the earth
suddenly stretches forth her golden finger from
California’s peninsula, and we there see Monte
Christo’s foolishly invented riches realized; we
see Aladdin’s cave with its inestimable treasures.
The world’s treasury is so endlessly rich that we
have, to speak plain and straightforward, scraped
a little off the up-heaped measure; but the
bushel is still full, the whole of the real measure
is now refilled. In science also, such a world
lies open for the discoveries of the human
mind!
"But in poetry, the greatest and most
glorious is already found, and gained!" says
the poet. "Happy he who was born in former
times; there was then many a land still undiscovered,
on which poetry’s rich gold lay like
the ore that shines forth from the earth’s
surface."
Do not speak so! happy poet thou, who art
born in our time! thou dost inherit all the
glorious treasures which thy predecessors gave
to the world: thou dost learn from them, that
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