Hoofs of Wrath (J.R.R. Tolkien, ROTK)
For the morning came, morning and a wind from the sea; and darkness was removed, and the hosts of Mordor wailed, and terror took them, and they fled, and died, and the hoofs of wrath rode over them.
end of chapter 5, “The Ride of the Rohirrim”, The Return of the King
In my yearly re-read of the LOTR trilogy, I was struck by this sentence and the glory of the phrase “hoofs of wrath.” It would be absurd if it were not so damn beautiful.