Quivering grass
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blown clouds, could I only race up like you,Oh, the last slopes that are sun-drenched and steep! Look, the sky!Across black valleysRise blue-white aloftJagged, unwrinkled mountains, ranges of death.
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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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