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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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Kimberly shouted —

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Henry Howard
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n to victory !None of us doubted,No, not our dying —Farragut's Flag was flying ! Gaines growled low on our left,Morgan roared on our rightBefore us, gloomy and fell, 31 With breath like the fume of hell,Lay the Dragon of iron shell,Driven at last to the fight ! Ha, old ship ! do they thrill,The brave two hundred scarsYou got in the River- Wars ? That were leeched with clamorous skill,(Surgery savage and hard,) Splinted with bolt and beam, Probed in scarfing and seam,Rudely linted and tarred With oakum and boiling pitch, And sutured with splice and hitch,At the Brooklyn Navy- Yard ! Our lofty spars were down,To bide the battle's frown,(Wont of old renown) —But every ship was drestIn her bravest and her best, As if for a July day;Sixty flags and three,
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