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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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Sylvia the Fair

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John Dryden·1631–1700
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ylvia the fair, in the bloom of fifteen,Felt an innocent warmth as she lay on the green:She had heard of a pleasure, and something she guessedBy the towsing and tumbling and touching her breast:She saw the men eager, but was at a lossWhat they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;By their praying and whining,And clasping and twining,And panting and wishing,And sighing and kissing,And sighing and kissing so close. "Ah!" she cried, "ah, for a languishing maidIn a country of Christians to die without aid!Not a Whig, or a Tory, or Trimmer at least,Or a Protestant parson, or Catholic priest,To instruct a young virgin that is at a lossWhat they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;By their praying and whining,And clasping and twining,And panting and wishing,And sighing and kissing,And sighing and kissing so close." Cupid in shape of a swain did appear;He saw the sad wound, and in pity drew near;Then showed her his arrow, and bid her not fear,For the pain was no more than a maiden may bear;When the balm was infused, she was not at a lossWhat they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;By their praying and whining,And clasping and twining,And panting and wishing,And sighing and kissing,And sighing and kissing so close.
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