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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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III

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Thomas Hardy·1840–1928·naturalism
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hen I retrod that watery waySome hours beyond the droop of day,Still I found pacing there the twainJust as slowly, just as sadly,Heedless of the night and rain.One could but wonder who they wereAnd what wild woe detained them there.
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