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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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Song From Marriage-A-La-Mode

16 lines
H.D.·1886–1961
hy should a foolish marriage vow,Which long ago was made,Oblige us to each other now,When passion is decayed?We loved, and we loved, as long as we could,Till our love was loved out in us both;But our marriage is dead when the pleasure is fled:'Twas pleasure first made it an oath. If I have pleasures for a friend,And farther love in store,What wrong has he whose joys did end,And who could give no more?'Tis a madness that he should be jealous of me,Or that I should bar him of another;For all we can gain is to give ourselves pain,When neither can hinder the other.