Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
IIn a nation of one hundred fine, mob-hearted, lynching, relenting, repenting millions,There are plenty of sweeping, swinging, stinging, gorgeous things ...
IIn a nation of one hundred fine, mob-hearted, lynching, relenting, repenting millions,There are plenty of sweeping, swinging, stinging, gorgeous things ...
This poem is intended as a description of a sort of Blashfield mural painting on the sky. To be sung ...
I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the ...
Though better men may fear that trumpet's warning, I meet you, lady, on the Judgment morning, With golden hope my ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
Oh, once I walked in Heaven, all alone Upon the sacred cliffs above the sky. God and the angels, and ...
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
A Fantasy, dedicated to the little poet Alice Oliver Henderson, ten years old. The Fantasy shows how tiger-hearts are the ...
(Matthew V, 38-48.) Who can surrender to Christ, dividing his best with the stranger, Giving to each what he asks, ...
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...
(The poem shows the Master, with his work done, singing to free his heart in Heaven.) I heard Immanuel singing ...
NO man should stand before the moon To make sweet song thereon, With dandified importance, His sense of humor gone. ...
When Yankee soldiers reach the barricade Then Joan of Arc gives each the accolade. For she is there in armor ...
The dew, the rain and moonlight All prove our Father's mind. The dew, the ...
I. SPEAK NOW FOR PEACE Lady of Light, and our best woman, and queen, Stand now for peace, (though anger ...
Sleep softly ... eagle forgotten ... under the stone. Time has its way with you there, and the clay has ...
Would I might wake St. Francis in you all, Brother of birds and trees, God's Troubadour, Blinded with weeping for ...
A little colt - broncho, loaned to the farm To be broken in time without fury or harm, Yet black ...
Let not our town be large, remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home, That Oxford rules the heart of ...
In Springfield, Illinois IT is portentious, and a thing of state That here at midnight, in our little town A ...
I. THE LION The Lion is a kingly beast. He likes a Hindu for a feast. And if no Hindu ...
[How different people and different animals look upon the moon: showing that each creature finds in it his own mood ...
There dwelt a widow learned and devout, Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill. Three sons she had, who went ...
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
(A Poem Game.) The King of Yellow Butterflies, The King of Yellow Butterflies, The King of Yellow Butterflies, Now orders ...
I. EDWIN BOOTH An old actor at the Player's Club told me that Edwin Booth first impersonated Hamlet when a ...
'Tis not too late to build our young land right, Cleaner than Holland, courtlier than Japan, Devout like early Rome, ...
I was but a half-grown boy, You were a girl-child slight. Ah, how weary you were! You had led in ...
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