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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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And a full tumultuous murmur of wings

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Rupert Brooke·1887–1915·Bloomsbury Group
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nd I knew the white undying Fire, And, through open portals, Gyre on gyre, _ Archangels and angels, adoring, bowing, 27 And a Face unshaded . . .Till the light faded;Still scribbling, blear-eyed and stolid immortals. 2s
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