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I will not be brave every day, nor even very many days. But of those rare ones I will make fire. Some men and times are born pregnant with courage, it is irrefutable in them and they each have no cause to conscience its abortion—it has been coming and they, each a bearer and comer of an age, are subject; that I am neither is the mode. Un-posession is too a gift, for mind, in man, rises only in peace, to verify beauty, to walk in the joyous rains, to sing love to the God still unstirred, still at rest in him. Fire only on occasion is fire Known. The possessed know not when nor why, nor by nor for whom they are ransom.