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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

16 lines
H.D.·1886–1961
mall isthis white stream,flowing below groundfrom the poplar-shaded hill,but the water is sweet. Apples on the small treesare hard,too small,too late ripenedby a desperate sunthat struggles through sea-mist. The boughs of the treesare twistedby many bafflings;twisted arethe small-leafed boughs.