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Name: The Diary of an Old Soul - 17.
Author: George MacDonald

But love is life. To die of love is then
The only pass to higher life than this.
All love is death to loving, living men;
All deaths are leaps across clefts to the abyss.
Our life is the broken current, Lord, of thine,
Flashing from morn to morn with conscious shine—
Then first by willing death self-made, then life divine.

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Chicago: George MacDonald, "17.," The Diary of an Old Soul, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in The Diary of an Old Soul (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed October 30, 2024, http://originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4BDT6Z8DYVQ2ZZ6.

MLA: MacDonald, George. "17." The Diary of an Old Soul, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in The Diary of an Old Soul, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 30 Oct. 2024. http://originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4BDT6Z8DYVQ2ZZ6.

Harvard: MacDonald, G, '17.' in The Diary of an Old Soul, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, The Diary of an Old Soul, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 30 October 2024, from http://originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4BDT6Z8DYVQ2ZZ6.