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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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And as I paused beneath the arch I saw

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Thomas Hardy·1840–1928·naturalism
‘Fool,’ some will say,” I thought. “But who is wise,Save God alone, to weigh my reasons why?”—“Hast thou struck home?” came with the boughs’ night-sighs. It was my friend. “I have struck well. They fly,But carry wounds that none can cicatrize.”—“Not mortal?” said he. “Lingering—worse,” said I.