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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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Amoretti III: The Sovereign Beauty

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Edmund Spenser·1552–1599
he sovereign beauty which I do admire,Witness the world how worthy to be praised:The light whereof hath kindled heavenly fireIn my frail spirit, by her from baseness raised;That being now with her huge brightness dazed,Base thing I can no more endure to view;But looking still on her, I stand amazedAt wondrous sight of so celestial hue.So when my tongue would speak her praises due,It stopped is with thought's astonishment:And when my pen would write her titles true,It ravish'd is with fancy's wonderment:Yet in my heart I then both speak and writeThe wonder that my wit cannot endite.