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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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For God's sake hold your tongue and let me love.

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John Donne·1572–1631
f yet I have not all thy love,Deare, I shall never have it all. Lines like these have the same direct, passionate quality as [Greek: phainetai moi kênos isos theoisin emmen ônêr] or O my love's like a red, red roseThat's newly sprung in June. The joy is as intense though it is of a more spiritual andintellectual quality. And in the other notes of this simple passionatelove-poetry, sorrow which is the shadow of joy, and tenderness,Donne does not fall far short of Burns in intensity of feeling anddirectness of expression. These notes are not so often heard in Donne,but So, so break off this last lamenting kiss is of the same quality as