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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Songs of Innocence and Experience by William Blake: They look upon his eyes,
Filled with deep surprise;
And wondering behold
A spirit armed in gold.
On his head a crown,
On his shoulders down
Flowed his golden hair.
Gone was all their care.
'Follow me,' he said;
'Weep not for the maid;
In my palace deep,
 Songs of Innocence and Experience |