My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs, On every step bunches of ages, and larger bunches between the steps, All below duly travel'd, and still I mount and mount. Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see the huge first Nothing,... Anne Gilchrist: Her Life and Writings - Seite 334von Anne Burrows Gilchrist - 1887 - 368 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Walt Whitman - 2005 - 184 Seiten
...lamentation; What have I to do with lamentation? I am an acme of things accomplished, and I an encloser of things to be. My feet strike an apex of the apices...and larger bunches between the steps, All below duly traveled — and still I mount and mount. Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see... | |
 | Gayle Brandeis - 2008 - 304 Seiten
...lamentation, (What have I to do with lamentation?) I am an acme of things accomplish'd, and lanencloserof things to be. My feet strike an apex of the apices...and larger bunches between the steps, All below duly travel'd, and still I mount and mount. Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see... | |
 | Susan Belasco, Ed Folsom, Kenneth M. Price - 2007 - 504 Seiten
...Euro-American human who is all, who has climbed the evolutionary ladder by his own hubris-ridden bootstraps: My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs,...and larger bunches between the steps, All below duly traveled — and still I mount and mount. (LG 55, 50) As poetic ontogeny recapitulates phylogeny, it... | |
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