My head knocks against the stars. My feet are on the hilltops. My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life. Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny. I have been to hell and back many... The American Journal of Psychology - الصفحة 109المحررون: - 1919عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| Harriet Monroe - 1914 - عدد الصفحات: 284
...Like some lost child In tears and trouble Hunting the harbor's breast And the harbor's eyes. WHO AM I? My head knocks against the stars. My feet are on the...and I am the most elusive captive in the universe. MOMUS Momus is the name men give your face, The brag of its tone, like a long low steamboat whistle... | |
| Carl Sandburg - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 214
...ages. I am one of those who know all you know and I keep my questions : I know the answers you hold. MY head knocks against the stars. My feet are on the...and I am the most elusive captive in the universe. FOR the gladness here where the sun is shining at evening on the weeds at the river, Our prayer of... | |
| Ina Maude Perego - 1925 - عدد الصفحات: 182
...back many times. Т know all about Heaven for I have talked with God. I dabble in the blood and the guts of the terrible. I know the passionate seizure...My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive of the Universe. Who am I - Carl Sandburg - Chicago Poems (p. no) both terms of this image, Truth and... | |
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