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THE EAGLE AND THE MOLE
Avoid the reeking herd,Shun the polluted flock,Live like that stoic birdThe eagle of the rock.
The huddled warmth of crowdsBegets and fosters hate;He keeps, above the clouds,His cliff inviolate.
When flocks are folded warm,And herds to shelter run,He sails above the storm,He stares into the sun.
If in the eagle's trackYour sinews cannot leap,Avoid the lathered pack,Turn from the steaming sheep.
If you would keep your soulFrom spotted sight or sound,Live like the velvet mole;Go burrow underground.
And there hold intercourseWith roots of trees and stones,With rivers at their source,And disembodied bones.
The New RepublicElinor Wylie

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