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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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LII

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Stephen Crane·1871–1900·literary realism
hy do you strive for greatness, fool?Go pluck a bough and wear it.It is as sufficing. My lord, there are certain barbariansWho tilt their nosesAs if the stars were flowers,And thy servant is lost among their shoe-buckles.Fain would I have mine eyes even with their eyes. Fool, go pluck a bough and wear it.