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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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TO A PREACHER.

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Matthew Arnold·1822–1888
In harmony with Nature?” Restless fool,Who with such heat dost preach what were to thee,When true, the last impossibility,--To be like Nature strong, like Nature cool! Know, man hath all which Nature hath, but more,And in that _more_ lie all his hopes of good.Nature is cruel, man is sick of blood;Nature is stubborn, man would fain adore; Nature is fickle, man hath need of rest;Nature forgives no debt, and fears no grave;Man would be mild, and with safe conscience blest. Man must begin, know this, where Nature ends;Nature and man can never be fast friends.Fool, if thou canst not pass her, rest her slave!