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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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RACHEL

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Matthew Arnold·1822–1888
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 In Paris all look'd hot and like to fade.Sere, in the garden of the Tuileries,Sere with September, droop'd the chestnut-trees.'Twas dawn; a brougham roll'd through the streets and made Halt at the white and silent colonnadeOf the French Theatre. Worn with disease,Rachel, with eyes no gazing can appease,Sate in the brougham and those blank walls survey'd. She follows the gay world, whose swarms have fledTo Switzerland, to Baden, to the Rhine;Why stops she by this empty play-house drear? Ah, where the spirit its highest life hath led,All spots, match'd with that spot, are less divine;And Rachel's Switzerland, her Rhine, is here!
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