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Trever S ikes. I hear an army charging upon the land, And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees: Arrogant, in black armour , behind them stand, Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers. They cry unto the night their battle-name:
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Trever Sikes I hear an army charging upon the land, And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees: Arrogant, in black armour, behind them stand, Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers. They cry unto the night their battle-name: I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter. They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame, Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil. They come shaking in triumph their long, green hair: They come out of the sea and run shouting by the shore. My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair? My love, my love, my love, why have you left me alone?
I Hear an Army by James Joyce • I liked this poem because its tells about how an army coming over the hill and the one man is not scared to face the army. It speaks to me because this one man has courage, strength and wisdom and is willing to fight for what he believes for.
“O Captain! My Captain! “by Walt Whitman • This poem is one of my favorites. It tells about a sailor who is telling his captain that they won but does not know that he is dead so he saying O captain! My Captain. It is sad but it stills stays as one of my favorites.
War and Hell, XVI [I am a great inventor] by Ernest Crosby • I like how he talks about replacing the gun and bombs with righteousness and integrity. He wants people to stop fighting and learn the ways of peace.
I Hear an Army by James Joyce I hear an army charging upon the land, And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees: Arrogant, in black amour, behind them stand, Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers
I hear an army by James Joyce They cry unto the night their battle-name: I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter. They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame, Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil.
I hear an armyby James Joyce They come shaking in triumph their long, green hair: They come out of the sea and run shouting by the shore. My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair? My love, my love, my love, why have you left me alone
Work cited Crosby, Ernest. “War and Hell, XVI [I am a great inventor]”.Poets. Academy of American Poets,n.d. Web. 23 January 2012. Joyce, James. “I hear an army”. .Poets. Academy of American Poets,n.d. Web. 23 January 2012. Whitman, Walt. “O Captain! My Captain! .Poets. Academy of American Poets,n.d. Web. 23 January 2012.