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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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CIRCE.

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Matthew Arnold·1822–1888
oolish boy! Why tremblest thou?Thou lovest it, then, my wine?Wouldst more of it? See how glows,Through the delicate, flushed marble,The red creaming liquor,Strewn with dark seeds!Drink, then! I chide thee not,Deny thee not my bowl.Come, stretch forth thy hand, then--so!Drink--drink again!