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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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SAN MINIATO

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Oscar Wilde·1854–1900·Aestheticism
EE, I have climbed the mountain sideUp to this holy house of God,Where once that Angel-Painter trodWho saw the heavens opened wide, And throned upon the crescent moonThe Virginal white Queen of Grace,—Mary! could I but see thy faceDeath could not come at all too soon. O crowned by God with thorns and pain!Mother of Christ! O mystic wife!My heart is weary of this lifeAnd over-sad to sing again. O crowned by God with love and flame!O crowned by Christ the Holy One!O listen ere the searching sunShow to the world my sin and shame.