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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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One who, or that which, accelerates.

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MORALITY

36 lines
Matthew Arnold·1822–1888
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e cannot kindle when we willThe fire which in the heart resides,The spirit bloweth and is still,In mystery our soul abides.But tasks in hours of insight will'd 5Can be through hours of gloom fulfill'd. With aching hands and bleeding feetWe dig and heap, lay stone on stone;We bear the burden and the heatOf the long day, and wish 'twere done. 10Not till the hours of light return,All we have built do we discern. Then, when the clouds are off the soul,When thou dost bask in Nature's eye,Ask, how _she_ view'd thy self-control, 15Thy struggling, task'd morality--Nature, whose free, light, cheerful air.Oft made thee, in thy gloom, despair. And she, whose censure thou dost dread,Whose eye thou wast afraid to seek, 20See, on her face a glow is spread,A strong emotion on her cheek!"Ah, child!" she cries, "that strife divine,Whence was it, for it is not mine? "There is no effort on _my_ brow-- 25I do not strive, I do not weep;I rush with the swift spheres and glowIn joy, and when I will, I sleep.Yet that severe, that earnest air,I saw, I felt it once--but where? 30 "I knew not yet the gauge of time,Nor wore the manacles of space;I felt it in some other clime,I saw it in some other place.'Twas when the heavenly house I trod, 35And lay upon the breast of God."
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