Invective against Swans
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he soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parksAnd far beyond the discords of the wind. A bronze rain from the sun descending marksThe death of summer, which that time endures
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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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