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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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One who, or that which, accelerates.

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Up yonder hill the village murmur rose:

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Oliver Goldsmith·1728–1774
here, as I pass'd with careless steps and slow, The mingling notes came soften'd from below; The swain responsive as the milk-maid sung, The sober herd that low'd to meet their young; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school; {019} The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; [Illustration: 0038] These all in sweet confusion sought the shade,