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 ...
No not to-night, dear child; I cannot go; I'm busy, tired; they knew I should not come; you do not ...
Who will forgive me for the things I do?With no special legend of God to refer to,With my calm white ...
Who will forgive me for the things I do? With no special legend of God to refer to, With my ...
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