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Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

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Or Love in a golden bowl?

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One who, or that which, accelerates.

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A DIRGE.

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Christina Rossetti·1830–1894·Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood
hy were you born when the snow was falling?You should have come to the cuckoo's calling,Or when grapes are green in the cluster,Or, at least, when lithe swallows musterFor their far off flyingFrom summer dying. Why did you die when the lambs were cropping?You should have died at the apples' dropping,When the grasshopper comes to trouble,And the wheat-fields are sodden stubble,And all winds go sighingFor sweet things dying.