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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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Sir Philip Sidney·1554–1586
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hen I am hungry, I do eatAnd cut no Fingers 'stead of meat ;Nor, with much Gazing on her FaceDo e'er rise hungry from the Place.She's fair, etc. A gentle Round filPd to the BrinkTo this and t'other Friend I drink ;And when 'tis nam'd another's Health,I never make it hers by Stealth.She's fair, etc. Blackfriars to me and old WhitehallIs even as much as is the FallOf Fountains on a pathless Grove,And nourishes as much my Love.She's fair, etc. I visit, talk, do Business, play,And, for a need, laugh out a Day :Who does not thus in Cupid's school,He makes not Love, but plays the Fool.She's fair, etc.
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