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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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noun

One who, or that which, accelerates.

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My dead go on suffering in me the pain of living.

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W.S. Merwin·1927–2019
stop wanting what I am looking for, lookingfor it. I also had a summer and burned myself in itsname. They owe you life and a box of matches, and theywant to pay you a box of matches, because they don’twant to owe you a box of matches.