Wild honey from various thyme By Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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A VISION
Tramplings tumultuous and a charge of sound!
Horses that paw the ground,
Mingling in a rhythm musical;
So that I hear—I hear all that I see:
And from the blast I flee,
Wondering what should be
The conflagration of such majesty.
Horses that paw the ground,
Mingling in a rhythm musical;
So that I hear—I hear all that I see:
And from the blast I flee,
Wondering what should be
The conflagration of such majesty.
And crouched down in the corner of a hall,
Where I have fled
As from the beating pressure of a wave,
It is spread out to me,
That vast conclave,
Those congregated stallions rushing wide
From north and south, outside,
And rushing up from fissures of the rocks
As to a day of doom:
I breathe low from my room,
And in tranquillity the vision knocks.
Where I have fled
As from the beating pressure of a wave,
It is spread out to me,
That vast conclave,
Those congregated stallions rushing wide
From north and south, outside,
And rushing up from fissures of the rocks
As to a day of doom:
I breathe low from my room,
And in tranquillity the vision knocks.
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