Album: 1 Inch / ½ Mile Label: Ninja Tune Release: 2010-06-21
Lyrics:
(Hilaire Belloc's "The Winged Horse" recorded in 1932, Verse 1)
Its ten years ago today you turned me out o doors To cut my feet on flinty lands and stumble down the shores, And I thought about the all-in-all, oh more than I can tell! But I caught a horse to ride upon and I rode him very well, He had a flame behind the eyes of him and wings upon his side. And I ride, and I ride!
(Out Of Ezra Pound's "Ode Pour L'election De Son Sepulchre" written in 1926)
The age demanded an image Of its accelerated grimace Not, not certainly, the obscure reveries Of the inward gaze To maintain the sublime In the old sense The age demanded Something for the modern stage Not, at any rate an attic grace To maintain the sublime In the old sense, wrong from the start For two gross of broken statues For a few thousand battered books
(Hilaire Belloc's "The Winged Horse" recorded in 1932, Verse 2)
I rode him out of wantage and I rode him up the hill, And there I saw the beacon in the morning standing still, Inkpen and hackpen and southward and away High through the middle airs in the strengthening of the day, And there I saw the channel-glint and England in her pride. And I ride, and I ride!