The Unpardonable Sin (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
This is the sin against the Holy Ghost: - To speak of bloody power as right divine, And call on ...
This is the sin against the Holy Ghost: - To speak of bloody power as right divine, And call on ...
Down, down beneath the daisy beds, O hear the cries of pain! And moaning on the cinder-path They're blind amid ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
(What Grandpa told the Children) The moon? It is a griffin's egg, Hatching to-morrow night. And how the little boys ...
"Yes," said the sister with the little pinched face, The busy little sister with the funny little tract: - "This ...
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...
I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the ...
A Fantasy, dedicated to the little poet Alice Oliver Henderson, ten years old. The Fantasy shows how tiger-hearts are the ...
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...
In the midst of the battle I turned, (For the thunders could flourish ...
I Within the town of Buffalo Are prosy men with leaden eyes. Like ants they worry to and fro, (Important ...
Chant we the story now Tho' in a ...
AFTER HAVING READ A GREAT DEAL OF GOOD CURRENT POETRY IN THE MAGAZINES AND NEWSPAPERS Ah, they are passing, passing ...
AN ARGUMENT FOR THE MAINTENANCE OF PEACE AND GOODWILL WITH THE JAPANESE PEOPLE Glossary for the uninstructed and the hasty: ...
In Springfield, Illinois IT is portentious, and a thing of state That here at midnight, in our little town A ...
Look you, I'll go pray, My shame is crying, My soul is gray and faint, My faith is dying. Look ...
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...
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