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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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Where her flames soon fire the night.

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nd the Ram, when well up the Bay, And we looked that our stems should meet,(He had us fair for a prey,)Shifting his helm midway, Sheered off and ran for the fleet ;There, without skulking or sham, He fought them, gun for gun,And ever he sought to ram,