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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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The Coming of War: Actaeon

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Ezra Pound·1885–1972
n image of Lethe,and the fieldsFull of faint lightbut golden,Gray cliffs,and beneath themA seaHarsher than granite,unstill, never ceasing;High formswith the movement of gods,Perilous aspect;And one said:"This is Actaeon."Actaeon of golden greaves!Over fair meadows,Over the cool face of that field,Unstill, even moving,Hosts of an ancient people,The silent cortège.