"Mock On, Mock On Voltaire, Rousseau"

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 Gem

Reflected in the beams divine;

Blown back they blind the mocking eye,

But still in Israel's paths they shine.

~

The Atoms of Democritus

And Newton's Particles of light

Are sand upon the Red Sea shore,

Where Israel's tents do shine so bright.

William Blake

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Persevero,