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     To Edith 
    Dedication of Autobiography 
    Through the long years 
    I sought peace 
    I found ecstasy, I found anguish, 
    I found madness, 
    I found loneliness, 
    I found the solitary pain 
    that gnaws the heart, 
    But peace I did not find. 
    Now, old & near my end, 
    I have known you, 
    And, knowing you, 
    I have found both ecstasy & peace 
    I know rest 
    After so many lonely years. 
    I know what life & love may be. 
    Now, if I sleep 
    I shall sleep fulfilled. 
                           Bertrand Russell  | 
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