Skip to content

— 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?

…

Read full poem →

noun

One who, or that which, accelerates.

Know more →

And couldn’t blow my horn.

9 lines
Siegfried Sassoon·1886–1967
✦
nd when I woke,Emily snored, and barn-cocks started crowing,And morn was at the window; and I was gladTo be alive because I heard the cryOf hounds like church-bells chiming on a Sunday,—Ay, that’s the song I’d wish to hear in Heaven!The cry of hounds was Heaven for me: I know Parson would call me crazed and wrong to say it,6
✦