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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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noun

One who, or that which, accelerates.

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Causa

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Ezra Pound·1885–1972
join these words for four people,Some others may overhear them,O world, I am sorry for you,You do not know these four people. A Pact I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman--I have detested you long enough.I come to you as a grown childWho has had a pig-headed father;I am old enough now to make friends.It was you that broke the new wood,Now is a time for carving.We have one sap and one root--Let there be commerce between us.