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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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And flashed through ranks of frightened stars

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Rupert Brooke·1887–1915·Bloomsbury Group
he eternal silences were broken;Hell became Heaven as I passed.—What shall I give you as a token,A sign that we have met, at last? I'll break and forge the stars anew,Shatter the heavens with a song; Immortal in my love for you,Because I love you, very strong. Your mouth shall mock the old and wise,Your laugh shall fill the world with flame,I’ll write upon the shrinking skiesThe scarlet splendour of your name, 43 Till Heaven cracks, and Hell thereunderDies in her ultimate mad fire, And darkness falls, with scornful thunder,On dreams of men and men’s desire. Then only in the empty spaces,Death, walking very silently,