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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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XI.

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Sir Philip Sidney·1554–1586
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n truth, O Love, with what a bo^sh kindThou doest proceed in thy most serious wayes,Th"at when the heav*n to thee his best displayes,Yet of that best thou leav'st the best behind !For, like a childe that some faire booke doth find,With guilded leaves or colourd veiump {^yeai; rOr, at the most, on some fine pidture-ittftye^^^ • ,But never heeds the fruit of writer's mifid? -So when thou saw'st in Nature's cabmet. . • ^"■*^— ■ «« • ^^ >• ... , • ^ ^ Stellaj thou straight look'st babies in her eyes,In her cheekes' pit thou didst thy pitfould set,And in her breast bo-peepe or couching lyes.Playing and shining in each outward part ;But, foole, seekst not to get into her hartJg)
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