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" ... hoofs of invisible horses, All night, from their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing. Let cowards and laggards fall back! but alert to the saddle Weatherworn and abreast, go men of our galloping legion, With a stirrup-cup each to the lily... "
Louise Imogen Guiney - Сторінка 51
автори: Alice Brown - 1921 - 111 стор.
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Younger American Poets, 1830-1890

Douglas Brooke Wheelton Sladen, Goodridge Bliss Roberts - 1891 - 666 стор.
...things that appal or entice us : What odds ? We are Knights, and our souls are but bent on the riding ! I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day, the commotion of sinewy, mane-tossing horses; All night, from their cells, the importunate tramping...
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Everybody's Book of Short Poems: Selected from Out-of-the-way Sources

Eli Lemon Sheldon - 1895 - 319 стор.
...things that appal or entice us: What odds ? We are knights; and our souls are but bent on the riding. I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day, the commotion of sinewy, mane-tossing horses ; All night, from their cells, the importunate tramping...
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Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Том 41

Charles Dudley Warner - 1896
...flower in the dust, and her pitiful beauty! We hurry with never a word in the track of our fathers, / hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day the commotion of sinewy, mane-tossing' horses, All night from their cells the importunate tramping...
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An American Anthology, 1787-1900: Selections Illustrating the Editor's ...

Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 878 стор.
...aye, so lonely long, Love's self outdo, dear Lovelace ! hold The pinnacles of song. THE WILD RIDE 1 HEAR in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day, on the road, the hoofs of invisible horses; Let cowards and laggards fall back ! but alert to the saddle, Straight, grim, and abreast, go the weatherworn,...
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An American Anthology, 1787-1899: Selections Illustrating the Editor's ...

Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 878 стор.
...lonely long, Love's self outdo, dear Lovelace ! hold The pinnacles of song. THE WILD RITJE / Я E AR in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day, on the road, the hoofs of invisible horses; Аи night, from their ttalls, the importunate Let cowards and laggards fall back ! but alert to the...
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An American Anthology, 1787-1900: Selections Illustrating the Editor's ...

Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 878 стор.
...that appal or entice us: What odds ? We arc knights, and our souls arc but bent on the riding. / hrtir in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day, on the road, the hoofs of invisible homes; All night, from their stalls, the importunate tramping and neiyhing. We spur to a land of no...
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An American Anthology, 1787-1900

Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1901 - 878 стор.
...self outdo, dear Lovelace ! hold The pinnacles of song. THE WILD RIDE / HEAR in myheart,Ihearinils o smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat Let cowards and laggards fall back ! but alert to the saddle, Straight, grim, and abreast, go the weatherworn,...
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The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy ...

Harry Thurston Peck - 1901
...flower in the dust, and her pitiful beauty ! We hurry with never a word in the track of our fathers. 1 hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day the commotion of sinewy, mane-tossing horses, All night from their cells the importunate tramping and...
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The World's Best Poetry ...

John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts, Charles Francis Richardson, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard - 1904
...there are things that appall or entice us : What odds ? We are knights, and our souls are but bent on the riding ! Thought's self is a vanishing wing, and...in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, All day, the commotion of sinewy, mane-tossing horses, All night, from their cells, the importunate tramping...
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American Poems, 1776-1900: With Notes and Biographies

Augustus White Long - 1905 - 368 стор.
...are things that appal or entice us: 20 What odds ? We are knights, and our souls are but bent on the I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses,...horses ; All night, from their stalls, the importunate tramping and neighing. We spur to a land of no name, outracing the stormwind; We leap to the infinite...
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