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" We hurry with never a word in the track of our fathers. (I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses All day, on the road, the hoofs of invisible horses, All night, from their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing.) We spur to a land of no... "
Louise Imogen Guiney - Сторінка 50
автори: Alice Brown - 1921 - 111 стор.
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American Poems, 1776-1900: With Notes and Biographies

Augustus White Long - 1905 - 368 стор.
...on the road, the hoofs of invisible horses; All night, from their stalls, the importunate tramping and neighing. Let cowards and laggards fall back ! but alert to the saddle, 16 Straight, grim, and abreast, go the weatherworn, galloping legion, With a stirrup-cup each to the...
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Happy Endings: The Collected Lyrics of Louise Imogen Guiney

Louise Imogen Guiney - 1909 - 176 стор.
...pass too; and yet remember also Your bough is dying." UNIVERSITY O f THE _w OF I HEAR inrny_Jieark, I hear in its ominous pulses All day, on the road,...invisible horses, All night, from their stalls, the imp'brfunate pawing and neighing. Let cowards and laggards fall back I/but alert to the saddle g Weather-worn...
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Poems of Action: A Collection of Verse for Youth

David Richard Porter - 1911 - 259 стор.
...salute to this world and her pitiful beauty: We hurry with never a word in the track of our fathers. (I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses...their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing.) We spur to a land of no name, out-racing the stormwind; We leap to the infinite dark like sparks from...
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Poems of sorrow, death and immortality

1912
...salute to this world and her pitiful beauty: We hurry with never a word in the track of our fathers. I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses All...their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing. We spur to a land of no name, outracing the storm-wind; We leap to the infinite dark like the sparks...
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American Lyrics

Edith Rickert - 1912 - 559 стор.
...things that appall 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,...horses; All night, from their stalls, the importunate tramping and neighing. We spur to a land of no name, out-racing the stormwind; We leap to the infinite...
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The Home Book of Verse, American and ..., Том 8,Сторінки 3149 – 3742

1912 - 3742 стор.
...salute to this world and her pitiful beauty: We hurry with never a word in the track of our fathers. I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses All...the road, the hoofs of invisible horses, All night, front their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing. We spur to a land of no name, outracing the...
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Catholic World, Том 98

1914
...what perfection in the imitation of the sound of a galloping cavalry troop she sings The Wild Ride. I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses All...their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing. * * * * The trial is through dolour and dread, over crags and morasses; There are shapes by the way,...
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Modern Prose and Poetry for Secondary Schools: Edited with Notes Study Helps ...

Margaret Ashmun - 1914 - 327 стор.
...salute to this world 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...their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing.) We spur to a land of no name, out-racing the itorawind; We leap to the infinite dark like sparks from...
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Modern American Poetry: An Introduction

Louis Untermeyer - 1919 - 170 стор.
...salute to this world 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, on the road, the hoofs of invisible hortes, All night, from their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing. We spur to a land of no...
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The North American Review, Том 213

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1921
...with the consent of her own critical mind, to the last book of all. It was, one may guess, her first lyric runaway, the first time she lost herself in...their stalls, the importunate pawing and neighing. We spur to a land of no name, out-racing the storm-wind; We leap to the infinite dark like sparks from...
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