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I do not know whether the animals persist after they disappear or not. I

do not even know whether the infinite difference between us and them

may not be compensated by _their_ persistence and _my_ cessation after

apparent death, just as the humble bulb of an annual fives, whilst the

glorious flowers it has put forth die away.

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