CHORUS OF PRIESTS.
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Peace of Mind, angelic guest!Thou soft companion of the breast!Dispense thy balmy store;Wing all our thoughts to reach the skies,Till earth, receding from our eyes,Shall vanish as we soar.
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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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