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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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"I have heard the sunset song of the birches,"

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Stephen Crane·1871–1900·literary realism
I have heard the sunset song of the birches,A white melody in the silence,I have seen a quarrel of the pines.At nightfallThe little grasses have rushed by meWith the wind men.These things have I lived," quoth the maniac,"Possessing only eyes and ears.But you --You don green spectacles before you look at roses."