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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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Everyone thinks that his things are not like all

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W.S. Merwin·1927–2019
hen there is no treasure to show, night is atreasure. The tree is alone, the cloud is alone. Everythingis alone when I am alone. A hundred years die in a moment, just as amoment dies in a moment. Suffering is above, not below. And everyone thinksthat suffering is below. And everyone wants to rise.