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— William Blake

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?

Or Love in a golden bowl?

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XXII.

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Edmund Spenser·1552–1599
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hen that brave honour of the Latine name,Which mear’d* her rule with Africa and Byze**,With Thames inhabitants of noble fame,And they which see the dawning day arize,Her nourslings did with mutinous uproreHarten against her selfe, her conquer’d spoile,Which she had wonne from all the world afore,Of all the world was spoyl’d within a while:So, when the compast course of the universeIn sixe and thirtie thousand yeares is ronne,The bands of th’elements shall backe reverseTo their first discord, and be quite undonne;The seedes of which all things at first were bredShall in great Chaos wombe againe be hid.[* _Mear’d_, bounded.][** _Byze_, Byzantium.]
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