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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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MIDDLE-AGES

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Siegfried Sassoon·1886–1967
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heard a clash, and a cry,And a horseman fleeing the wood.The moon hid in a cloud.Deep in shadow I stood.'_Ugly work!_' thought I,Holding my breath.'_Men must be cruel and proud,_'_Jousting for death._' With gusty glimmering shoneThe moon; and the wind blew colder.A man went over the hill,Bent to his horse's shoulder.'_Time for me to be gone_'...Darkly I fled.Owls in the wood were shrill,And the moon sank red.
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