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 "title": "Palladium",
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 "poet": "Matthew Arnold",
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 "book": "New Poems",
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  "year": 1867,
  "venue": "New Poems (1867)",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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   {
    "text": "Set where the upper streams of Simois flow",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Was the Palladium, high ’mid rock and wood;",
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   {
    "text": "And Hector was in Ilium, far below,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And fought, and saw it not, but there it stood!",
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  [
   {
    "text": "It stood; and sun and moonshine rain’d their light",
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   },
   {
    "text": "On the pure columns of its glen-built hall.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Backward and forward roll’d the waves of fight",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Round Troy; but while this stood, Troy could not fall.",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "So, in its lovely moonlight, lives the soul.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Mountains surround it, and sweet virgin air;",
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   {
    "text": "Cold plashing, past it, crystal waters roll;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "We visit it by moments, ah! too rare!",
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   {
    "text": "We shall renew the battle in the plain",
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   {
    "text": "To-morrow; red with blood will Xanthus be;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Hector and Ajax will be there again;",
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   {
    "text": "Helen will come upon the wall to see.",
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   {
    "text": "Then we shall rust in shade, or shine in strife,",
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   {
    "text": "And fluctuate ’twixt blind hopes and blind despairs,",
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   {
    "text": "And fancy that we put forth all our life,",
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   {
    "text": "And never know how with the soul it fares.",
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    "text": "Still doth the soul, from its lone fastness high,",
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   {
    "text": "Upon our life a ruling effluence send;",
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   {
    "text": "And when it fails, fight as we will, we die,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And while it lasts, we cannot wholly end.",
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