Canto 3.2.40-46: Claude to Eustace
Tell me, my friend, do you think that the grain would sprout in the furrow,
Did it not truly accept as its summum> and ultimum bonum
That mere common and may-be indifferent soil it is set in?
Would it have force to develop and open its young cotyledons,
Could it compare, and reflect, and examine one thing with another?
Would it endure and accomplish the round of its natural functions,
Were it endowed with a sense of the general scheme of existence?
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