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 ...
Sleep softly ... eagle forgotten ... under the stone. Time has its way with you there, and the clay has ...
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the ...
The dew, the rain and moonlight All prove our Father's mind. The dew, the ...
Written to Miss Alice L. F. Fitzgerald, Edith Cavell memorial nurse, going to the front. Your fine white hand is ...
The cornfields rise above mankind, Lifting white torches to the blue, Each season not ashamed to be Magnificently decked for ...
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