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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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John Dryden·1631–1700
Tis true, his countenance did imprint an awe,And naturally all souls to his did bow;As wands of divination downward draw,And point to beds where sovereign gold doth grow.[18]