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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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XXVIII

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Stephen Crane·1871–1900·literary realism
Truth," said a traveller,"Is a rock, a mighty fortress;"Often have I been to it,"Even to its highest tower,"From whence the world looks black." "Truth," said a traveller,"Is a breath, a wind,"A shadow, a phantom;"Long have I pursued it,"But never have I touched"The hem of its garment." And I believed the second traveller;For truth was to meA breath, a wind,A shadow, a phantom,And never had I touchedThe hem of its garment.