 | Laura (Riding) Jackson, Laura Riding, Robert Graves - 1927 - 304 pages
...food, There is none for him. The streaming vigours of his. blood erupting From his halt tongue are like an anger thrust Out of a madman's piteous craving for A monstrous baulked perfection. Such work as this had to pass as ' promise '; work better than this will undoubtedly have to pass for... | |
 | 1922 - 908 pages
...into food, There is none for him. The streaming vigors of his blood erupting From his halt tongue are like an anger thrust Out of a madman's piteous craving for A monstrous balked perfection. OLD HEBREW He is a prince, an animal Not of our kind; who perhaps has heard Vague... | |
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Come knead the hills and ocean into food, There is none for him. The streaming vigours of his. blood erupting From his halt tongue are like an anger thrust Out of a madman's piteous craving for A monstrous baulked perfection. 