The Chinese Nightingale (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
When the vexed hubbub of our world of gain Roars round about me as I walk the street, The myriad ...
Sail fast, sail fast, Ark of my hopes, Ark of my dreams; Sweep lordly o'er the drowned Past, Fly glittering ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
Figure it out for yourself, my lad, You've all that the greatest of men have had, Two arms, two hands, ...
If you want a thing bad enough To go out and fight for it, Work day and night for it, ...
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