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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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19. A Prayer in the Prospect of Death

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Robert Burns·1759–1796·Romanticism
THOU unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear!In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I must appear!  If I have wander’d in those paths Of life I ought to shun,As something, loudly, in my breast, Remonstrates I have done;  Thou know’st that Thou hast formed me With passions wild and strong;And list’ning to their witching voice Has often led me wrong.  Where human weakness has come short, Or frailty stept aside,Do Thou, All-Good-for such Thou art— In shades of darkness hide.  Where with intention I have err’d, No other plea I have,But, Thou art good; and Goodness still Delighteth to forgive.