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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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SONG OF SUMMER

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Paul Laurence Dunbar·1872–1906·modernist literature
is is gospel weathah sho'--Hills is sawt o' hazy.Meddahs level ez a flo'Callin' to de lazy.Sky all white wif streaks o' blue,Sunshine softly gleamin',D'ain't no wuk hit's right to do,Nothin' 's right but dreamin'. Dreamin' by de rivah sideWif de watahs glist'nin',Feelin' good an' satisfiedEz you lay a-list'nin'To the little nakid boysSplashin' in de watah,Hollerin' fu' to spress deir joysJes' lak youngsters ought to. Squir'l a-tippin' on his toes,So 's to hide an' view you;Whole flocks o' camp-meetin' crowsShoutin' hallelujah.Peckahwood erpon de treeTappin' lak a hammah;Jaybird chattin' wif a bee,Tryin' to teach him grammah. Breeze is blowin' wif perfume,Jes' enough to tease you;Hollyhocks is all in bloom,Smellin' fu' to please you.Go 'way, folks, an' let me 'lone,Times is gettin' dearah--Summah's settin' on de th'one,An' I 'm a-layin' neah huh!