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William Blake

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?

Or Love in a golden bowl?

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One who, or that which, accelerates.

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War. And so will Pembroke and I.

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Christopher Marlowe·1564–1593·English Renaissance theatre
. Mor. And I.Y. Mor. Inthis I count me highly gratified,And Mortimer will rest at your command. 295 Q./sab. And when this favour Isabel forgets,Then let her live abandon’d and forlorn.But see, in happy time, my lord the king, »Having brought the Earl of Cornwall on his way,Is new returned. This news will glad him much ;Yet not so much as me; I love him more 301Than he can Gaveston; would he lov’d meBut half so much ! then were I treble-blest. Re-enter KING EDWARD, mourning. K. dw. He’s gone, and for his absence thus Imourn :Did never sorrow go so near my heart, 305As doth the want of my sweet Gaveston !And could my crown’s revenue bring him back,I would freely give it to his enemies,And think I gain’d, having bought so dear a friend. Q. fsab. Hark! how he harps upon his minion ! MOP iL, (SCENE iF. 27 K. Edw. My heart is as an anvil unto sorrow,Which beats upon it like the Cyclops’ hammers,And with the noise turns up my giddy brain,And makes me frantic for my Gaveston.Ah, had some bloodless Fury rose from hell, 315And with my kingly sceptre struck me dead,When I was forc’d to leave my Gaveston ! Lan. Diablo, what passions call you these ? Q.Isab. My gracious lord, I come to bring younews.K. Edw. That you have parled with your Mortimer?Q. Zsab. That Gaveston, my lord, shall be repeal’d.K. Edw. Repeal’d! the news is too sweet to be true.Q. sab. But will you love me, if you find it so?K. Edw. If it be so, what will not Edward do?Q. Isab. For Gaveston, but not for Isabel. 925K. Edw. For thee, fair queen, if thou lov’st Gav-eston .I'll hang a golden tongue about thy neck,Seeing thou hast pleaded with so good success.Q. sab. No other jewels hang about my neckThan these, my lord ; nor let me have more wealthThan I may fetch from this rich treasury. 331~ O how a kiss revives poor Isabel !K. Edw. Once more receive my hand; and letthis beA second marriage ’twixt thyself and me._Q.TLsab. And may it prove more happy than thefirst ! 335My gentle lord, bespeak these nobles fair,