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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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Liberty

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Edward Thomas
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HE last light has gone out of the world, exceptThis moonlight lying on the grass like frostBeyond the brink of the tall elm's shadowIt is as if everything else had sleptMany an age, unforgotten and lostThe men that were, the things done, long ago,All I have thought; and but the moon and ILive yet and here stand idle over the graveWhere all is buried. Both have libertyTo dream what we could do if we were freeTo do some thing we had desired long,The moon and I. There's none less free than whoDoes nothing and has nothing else to do,Being free only for what is not to his mind,And nothing is to his mind. If every hourLike this one passing that I have spent amongThe wiser others when I have forgotTo wonder whether I was free or not,Were piled before me, and not lost behind,And I could take and carry them awayI should be rich; or if I had the powerTo wipe out every one and not againRegret, I should be rich to be so poor.And yet I still am half in love with pain,With what is imperfect, with both tears and mirth,With things that have an end, with life and earth,And this moon that leaves me dark within the door.
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