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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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IV

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Thomas Hardy·1840–1928·naturalism
eeks and weeks we had loved beneath that blazing blue,Which had lost the art of raining, as her eyes to-day had too,While she told what, as by sleight,Shot our firmament with rays of ruddy hue. V For the wonder and the wormwood of the wholeWas that what in realms of reason would have joyed our double soulWore a torrid tragic lightUnder order-keeping’s rigorous control.