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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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ELEGY

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Siegfried Sassoon·1886–1967
TO ROBERT ROSS) Your dextrous wit will haunt us longWounding our grief with yesterday.Your laughter is a broken song;And death has found you, kind and gay. We may forget those transient thingsThat made your charm and our delight:But loyal love has deathless wingsThat rise and triumph out of night. So, in the days to come, your nameShall be as music that ascendsWhen honour turns a heart from shame...O heart of hearts! ... O friend of friends!