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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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The Relic

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John Donne·1572–1631
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HEN my grave is broke up againSome second guest to entertain,—For graves have learn'd that woman-head,To be to more than one a bed—And he that digs it, spiesA bracelet of bright hair about the bone,Will he not let us alone,And think that there a loving couple lies,Who thought that this device might be some wayTo make their souls at the last busy dayMeet at this grave, and make a little stay? If this fall in a time, or land,Where mass-devotion doth command,Then he that digs us up will bringUs to the bishop or the king,To make us relics; thenThou shalt be a Mary Magdalen, and IA something else thereby;All women shall adore us, and some men.And, since at such time miracles are sought,I would have that age by this paper taughtWhat miracles we harmless lovers wrought. First we loved well and faithfully,Yet knew not what we loved, nor why;Difference of sex we never knew,No more than guardian angels do;Coming and going wePerchance might kiss, but not between those meals;Our hands ne'er touch'd the seals,Which nature, injured by late law, sets free.These miracles we did; but now alas!All measure, and all language, I should pass,Should I tell what a miracle she was.
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