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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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123. Lines to an Old Sweetheart

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Robert Burns·1759–1796·Romanticism
NCE fondly lov’d, and still remember’d dear, Sweet early object of my youthful vows,Accept this mark of friendship, warm, sincere, Friendship! ’tis all cold duty now allows.And when you read the simple artless rhymes, One friendly sigh for him—he asks no more,Who, distant, burns in flaming torrid climes, Or haply lies beneath th’ Atlantic roar.