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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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William Carlos Williams·1883–1963·Beat Generation
h then, a wreath! Let’srefresh something theyused to write well of. Two fern plumes. Strip themto the mid-rib along one side.Bind the tips with a grass stem.Bend and intertwist the stalksat the back. So!Ah! now we are crowned!Now we are a poet! Quickly!A bunch of little flowersfor Flossie--the little onesonly:a red clover, oneblue heal-all, a sprig ofbone-set, one primrose,a head of Indian tobacco, thismagenta speck and thislittle lavender!Home now, my mind!--Sonny’s arms are icy, I tell you--and have breakfast!