I Hear an Army
James Joyce
1882 to 1941
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Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers.
Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil.
They cry unto the night their battle-name:
My love, my love, my love, why have you left me alone?
I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter.
They come shaking in triumph their long, green hair:
They come out of the sea and run shouting by the shore.
They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame,
I hear an army charging upon the land,
My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair?
And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees:
Arrogant, in black armour, behind them stand,