Prologue
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et may we divine certain truths; for it is evident that you dwell and work in a state of dissatisfaction. Perchance thou dost toil and labour in thy field, desirous of a lofty position to which you have long aspired. Perchance thou hast attained such a position, yet it resembleth not the vision which came to you in your dreams. Perchance thou art beset on all sides by woes and troubles unforeseen. For were the roses in thy garden in full bloom, thou wouldst not take this book in thy hand in search of solutions.
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