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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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II

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Ezra Pound·1885–1972
hat fair far spear of light now laysIts long gold shaft upon the waters.Ah! might I pass upon its raysTo where it gleams beyond the waters,Or might my troubled heart be fedUpon the frail clear light there shed,Then were my pain at last allay'd.