These Schilleresque beautiful souls are always the same; up to the very last moment they see people through reose-coloured spectacles; up to the very last moment they hope for good and not evil; and even if they have some misgivings that there is a reverse side to the medal, they refuse notion; they wave the truth away with both hands until the very moment when the over-idealized person appears in his true colours and cocks a snook at them.
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