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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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YOUTH AND CALM

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Matthew Arnold·1822–1888
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Tis death! and peace, indeed, is here,And ease from shame, and rest from fearThere's nothing can dismarble nowThe smoothness of that limpid brow.But is a calm like this, in truth,The crowning end of life and youth,And when this boon rewards the dead,Are all debts paid, has all been said?And is the heart of youth so light,Its step so firm, its eyes so bright,Because on its hot brow there blowsA wind of promise and reposeFrom the far grave, to which it goes;Because it hath the hope to come,One day, to harbour in the tomb?Ah no, the bliss youth dreams is oneFor daylight, for the cheerful sun,For feeling nerves and living breath--Youth dreams a bliss on this side death.It dreams a rest, if not more deep,More grateful than this marble sleep;It hears a voice within it tell:_Calm's not life's crown, though calm is well._'Tis all perhaps which man acquires,But 'tis not what our youth desires.
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