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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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XXIII

12 lines
Stephen Crane·1871–1900·literary realism
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laces among the stars,Soft gardens near the sun,Keep your distant beauty;Shed no beams upon my weak heart.Since she is hereIn a place of blackness,Not your golden daysNor your silver nightsCan call me to you.Since she is hereIn a place of blackness,Here I stay and wait.
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