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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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Sonnet 67

15 lines
Edmund Spenser·1552–1599
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onnet LXVII Like as a huntsman after weary chase,Seeing the game from him escaped away,sits down to rest him in some shady place,with panting hounds, beguiled of their prey:So, after long pursuit and vain assay,when I all weary had the chase forsook,the gentle deer returned the self-same way,thinking to quench her thirst at the next brooke.There she, beholding me with milder look,sought not to fly, but fearless still did bide,till I in hand her yet half trembling took,and with her own good will her firmly tied.Strange thing, me seemed, to see a beast so wild,so goodly won, with her own will beguiled.
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