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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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Song (Go And Catch A Falling Star)

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H.D.·1886–1961
o and catch a falling star,Get with child a mandrake root,Tell me where all past years are,Or who cleft the Devil's foot,Teach me to hear mermaids singing,Or to keep off envy's stinging,And findWhat windServes to advance an honest mind. If thou be'st born to strange sights,Things invisible to see,Ride ten thousand days and nights,Till age snow white hairs on thee;Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell meAll strange wonders that befell thee,And swearNo whereLives a woman true, and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know,Such a pilgrimage were sweet;Yet do not, I would not go,Though at next door we might meet:Though she were true, when you met her,And last, till you write your letter,Yet sheWill beFalse, ere I come, to two or three.