Note 196 — Chapter XXI · THE ANTHOLOGY.
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Earth in her breast hides Plato's dust: his soul The gods forever 'mid their ranks enroll.
And—
Eagle! why soarest thou above the tomb? To what sublime and starry-paven home Floatest thou? I am the image of swift Plato's spirit, Ascending heaven: Athens does inherit His corpse below.
Shelley.