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"Ferdinand De Soto, sleeping
In the river, never heard
Four-and-twenty Spanish hooves
Fling off their iron and cut the green,
Leaving circles new and clean
While overhead the wing-tips whirred."
Mark Van Doren (1894-1973), U.S. poet. The Distant Runners (l. 13-18). . .
Modern American Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed. (8th rev. ed., 1962) Harcourt, Brace and Company. |
"But I am here,
And they are far, and time is old.
Within my dream the grass is cold;
The legs and locked; the sky is dead."
Mark Van Doren (1894-1973), U.S. poet. The Distant Runners (l. 33-36). . .
Modern American Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed. (8th rev. ed., 1962) Harcourt, Brace and Company. |
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