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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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THE BETTER PART

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Matthew Arnold·1822–1888
ong fed on boundless hopes, O race of man,How angrily thou spurn'st all simpler fare!"Christ," some one says, "was human as we are;No judge eyes us from Heaven, our sin to scan; "We live no more, when we have done our span."--"Well, then, for Christ," thou answerest, "who can care?From sin, which Heaven records not, why forbear?Live we like brutes our life without a plan!"