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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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Our Monitors pounded away —

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uickly breasting the wave, Eager the prize to win,First of us all the brave Monongahela went inUnder full head of steam —Twice she struck him abeam,Till her stem was a sorry work, (She might have run on a crag !)The Lackawana hit fair,He flung her aside like cork,