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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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II

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Siegfried Sassoon·1886–1967
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reat names, I cannot find you nowIn these loud years of youth that strivesThrough doom toward peace: upon my browI wear a wreath of banished lives.You have no part with lads who foughtAnd laughed and suffered at my side.Your fugues and symphonies have broughtNo memory of my friends who died.
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