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 ...
O sunny Sangamon! thy name to me, Soft-syllabled like some sweet melody, Familiar is since adolescent years As household phrases ringing in my ...
WITH clearer light, Cross of the South, shine forthIn blue Brazilian skies;And thou, O river, cleaving half the earthFrom sunset ...
Now must the storied Potomac ...
How the Wings Were Made From many morning-glories That in an hour will fade, From many ...
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