Mock on, Mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau;Mock on, Mock on, 'tis all in vain.You throw the sand against the wind,And the wind blows it back again.And every sand becomes a GemReflected in the beams divine;Blown back, they blind the mocking Eye,But still in Israel's paths they shine.The Atoms of DemocritusAnd Newton's Particles of lightAre sands upon the Red sea shoreWhere Israel's tents do shine so bright.
-William Blake
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