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O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
 He shall have chariots easier than air,
 That I will have invented; . . . And thyself,
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 He shall have chariots easier than air,
 That I will have invented; . . . And thyself,
  That art the messenger, shalt ride before him
   On a horse cut out of an entire diamond.
    That shall be made to go with golden wheels,
     I know not how yet. 
Nothing but what astonishes is true.
Nothing but what astonishes is true.
 Wonder [said Socrates] is very much the affection of a 
philosopher; for there is no other beginning of philosophy read more 
 Wonder [said Socrates] is very much the affection of a 
philosopher; for there is no other beginning of philosophy than 
this. 
 O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet 
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!  
 O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet 
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping! 
 Can such things be,
 And overcome us like a summer's cloud
  Without our special wonder?  
 Can such things be,
 And overcome us like a summer's cloud
  Without our special wonder? 
 Long stood the noble youth oppress'd with awe,
 And stupid at the wondrous things he saw,
  Surpassing read more 
 Long stood the noble youth oppress'd with awe,
 And stupid at the wondrous things he saw,
  Surpassing common faith, transgressing nature's law. 
 Pretty! in amber to observe the forms
 Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms!
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 Pretty! in amber to observe the forms
 Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms!
  The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare,
   But wonder how the devil they got there. 
 It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood.
 Stones have been known to move and trees to read more 
 It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood.
 Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;
  Augures and understood relations have
   By maggot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth
    The secret'st man of blood. What is the night?