The book The Horses of the Hills And Other Verses was written by author Marie E J Marie Elizabeth Josephine Pitt Here you can read free online of The Horses of the Hills And Other Verses book, rate and share your impressions in comments. If you don't know what to write, just answer the question: Why is The Horses of the Hills And Other Verses a good or bad book?
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Beloved, kind is Sleep but still more kind The cradling arms of Death. Here on the verge Of great forgetfulness, canst thou not hear Departing clangour of the 'leaguering hosts Swoon on the void, and like a wailing wind From some far shore the beat of Sorrow's wings Die down to peace ! Beloved, sleep, nor dream ! It is to-night ! To-morrow's wolves are far ! REJECTED. 45 REJECTED. Frost flecked his hair with many a winter's flight, And, etched with the sharp pencil of the years, His rugged feat...ures set in lines of stress Match well his knotted hands and toil-thwart form. But time that set the silver in his hair Steeled his gaunt frame to an endurance grim Of which it gives no promise save the tale Of each day's toil that wavers not, nor wanes In tithe or tittle; but by the unwritten law He stands convicted of the deadly crime, The thrice accursed crime of being old. To-morrow, ten will quarrel for his place, Thumbs down he has it ! let the grey-beard go ! No more in the arena of to-day His place shall know him, nor his strong arms wrest From youth-accoutred foes the piteous prize Of daily bread and wherefore shall he turn To learn new arts and wield new weapons, now That tower of manly strength, which stood the shock Of deadly combat, totters at its base, And reels before the dastard strategy That binds his chained limbs to the conqueror's wheel?
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