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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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Stephen Crane·1871–1900·literary realism
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here was, before me,Mile upon mileOf snow, ice, burning sand.And yet I could look beyond all this,To a place of infinite beauty;And I could see the loveliness of herWho walked in the shade of the trees.When I gazed,All was lostBut this place of beauty and her.When I gazed,And in my gazing, desired,Then came againMile upon mile,Of snow, ice, burning sand.
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