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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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VIII.

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Robert Burns·1759–1796·Romanticism
ut tent me, Davie, ace o' hearts!(To say aught less wad wrang the cartes,And flatt'ry I detest,)This life has joys for you and I;And joys that riches ne'er could buy:And joys the very best.There's a' the pleasures o' the heart,The lover an' the frien';Ye hae your Meg your dearest part,And I my darling Jean!It warms me, it charms me,To mention but her name:It heats me, it beets me,And sets me a' on flame!