Three children where dread rocks and huge trees
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n high the broad moon rolled ; And her rays, white and cold, From darkness, here and there, scarce won thedoubtful land.
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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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