I Hear an Army
James Joyce
1882 to 1941
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Arrogant, in black armour, behind them stand,
They cry unto the night their battle-name:
My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair?
And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees:
My love, my love, my love, why have you left me alone?
They come out of the sea and run shouting by the shore.
They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame,
I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter.
They come shaking in triumph their long, green hair:
Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil.
Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers.
I hear an army charging upon the land,