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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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There was a silence.

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Stephen Crane·1871–1900·literary realism
inally, the chest of the doomed soldier began to heave witha strained motion. It increased in violence until it was as if ananimal was within and was kicking and tumbling furiously to befree. This spectacle of gradual strangulation made the youthwrithe, and once as his friend rolled his eyes, he saw somethingin them that made him sink wailing to the ground. He raised hisvoice in a last supreme call. “Jim—Jim—Jim—” The tall soldier opened his lips and spoke. He made agesture. “Leave me be—don’t tech me—leave me be—”