Poetry, Volume 12Harriet Monroe Modern Poetry Association, 1918 |
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Pagina 120
... beats and welds and batters with . For the war is a job and a tool , that must be beaten out and battled with to the bitter end of the stint ; and finally finished . Ten huge trip - hammers rising and falling in cadenced choruses affirm ...
... beats and welds and batters with . For the war is a job and a tool , that must be beaten out and battled with to the bitter end of the stint ; and finally finished . Ten huge trip - hammers rising and falling in cadenced choruses affirm ...
Pagina 121
... beat of feet begins to blend with the beat of laboring hearts ; And the emptiness that missed a beat in the heart [ 121 ] John Curtis Underwood.
... beat of feet begins to blend with the beat of laboring hearts ; And the emptiness that missed a beat in the heart [ 121 ] John Curtis Underwood.
Pagina 122
... beats in these boy hearts , and their hill- bred and sea - bred strength is stirring in these feet that beat their measured cadences of courage . For now the tide is turning eastward at last . And the sound of the fall of their feet on ...
... beats in these boy hearts , and their hill- bred and sea - bred strength is stirring in these feet that beat their measured cadences of courage . For now the tide is turning eastward at last . And the sound of the fall of their feet on ...
Pagina 123
... beat of their feet and each beat of their hearts is a word in a gospel of steel that says the nations through ruins grow one again ; When God's drill - master War has welded nations in ranks that their children may serve Him together ...
... beat of their feet and each beat of their hearts is a word in a gospel of steel that says the nations through ruins grow one again ; When God's drill - master War has welded nations in ranks that their children may serve Him together ...
Pagina 137
... - walking in the corn ? I have looked to East and looked to West But nowhere could I find Him who walks Master's cornfield in the morning . Fenton Johnson HOOFS Beware ! Beware ! Hark to the beat ! [ 137 ] Fenton Johnson.
... - walking in the corn ? I have looked to East and looked to West But nowhere could I find Him who walks Master's cornfield in the morning . Fenton Johnson HOOFS Beware ! Beware ! Hark to the beat ! [ 137 ] Fenton Johnson.
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