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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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IN DEATH DIVIDED

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Thomas Hardy·1840–1928·naturalism
 I SHALL rot here, with those whom in their dayYou never knew,And alien ones who, ere they chilled to clay,Met not my view,Will in your distant grave-place ever neighbour you.