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 ...
There dwelt a widow learned and devout, Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill. Three sons she had, who went ...
I The angels guide him now, And watch his curly head, And lead him in their games, The little boy ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...
[How different people and different animals look upon the moon: showing that each creature finds in it his own mood ...
A BROADSIDE DISTRIBUTED IN SPRINGFIELD, ILLINOIS Censers are swinging, Over the town; Censers are swinging, Look overhead! Censers are swinging, ...
(Being a Chant of the American Soap-Box and the Russian Revolution.) O market square, O slattern place, Is glory in ...
In this, the City of my Discontent, Sometimes there comes a whisper from the grass, "Romance, Romance - is here. ...
Climbing the heights of Berkeley Nightly I watch the West. There lies new San Francisco, Sea-maid in purple dressed, Wearing ...
O you who lose the art of hope, Whose temples seem to shrine a lie, Whose sidewalks are but stones ...
Let not our town be large, remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home, That Oxford rules the heart of ...
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