 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 50автори: Alice Brown - 1921 - 111 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | United States Armed Forces Institute - 1942
...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, outracing the storm-wind; We leap to the infinite dark like sparks from... | |
 | Cheryl Walker - 1992 - 423 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 storm-wind; We leap to the infinite dark like sparks from... | |
 | Jay Parini, Axinn Professor of English Jay Parini - 1995 - 757 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 storm-wind; We leap to the infinite dark like sparks from... | |
 | Eric L. Haralson, John Hollander - 1998 - 536 стор.
..."Wild Ride," might ring a bell with late-twentieth-century readers. This poem echoes galloping horses: "I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses...road, the hoofs of invisible horses, / All night, in their stalls the importunate pawing and neighing." This tone was a far cry from the eerie whispers... | |
 | Karen Vanderlaan - 2005 - 268 стор.
...use some help getting to them. FIESCUING HOUSES Photo used by permission from Pro Photo and Pam Olsen I hear in my heart I hear in its ominous pulses, All day, on the road, the hooves of invisible horses. Louise Imogen Guiney, from Wild Ride At about the same time I discovered... | |
 | Thomas Meagher - 2007 - 800 стор.
...with a broken collarbone and incredible contusions — "it wasn't Jezebel's fault, Dad." — PAM BROWN I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses,...All day, on the road, the hoofs of invisible horses. — LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY No matter how fast the horse trots the damn cart still chases him. — HORSE... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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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