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- Edgar Allan Poe

_How often we forget all time, when lone

Admiring Nature's universal throne;

Her woods--her wilds--her mountains--the intense

Reply of Hers to Our intelligence!_

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Chapter 2 of 18

Introduction

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When on board H.M.S. Beagle, as naturalist, I was much struck with certain facts in the distribution of the organic beings inhabiting South America, and in the geological relations of the present to the past inhabitants of that continent. These facts, as will be seen in the latter chapters of this volume, seemed to throw some light on the origin of species—that mystery of mysteries, as it has been called by one of our greatest philosophers. On my return home, it occurred to me, in 1837, that something might perhaps be made out on this question by patiently accumulating and reflecting on

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