The Flower-Fed Buffaloes (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
THE flower-fed buffaloes of the spring In the days of long ago, Ranged where the locomotives sing And the prarie ...
THE flower-fed buffaloes of the spring In the days of long ago, Ranged where the locomotives sing And the prarie ...
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 ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
Too soon you wearied of our tears. And then you danced with spangled feet, Leading Belshazzar's chattering court A-tinkling through ...
Sometimes we remember kisses, Remember the dear heart-leap when they came: Not always, but sometimes we remember The kindness, the ...
WRITTEN FOR LORADO TAFT'S STATUE OF BLACK HAWK AT OREGON, ILLINOIS To be given in the manner of the Indian ...
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...
[How different people and different animals look upon the moon: showing that each creature finds in it his own mood ...
I know a seraph who has golden eyes, And hair of gold, and body like the snow. Here in the ...
[This is the hymn to Eleanor, daughter of Mab and a golden drone, sung by the Locust choir when the ...
The moon's a little prairie-dog. He shivers through the night. He sits upon his hill and cries For fear that ...
A BROADSIDE DISTRIBUTED IN SPRINGFIELD, ILLINOIS Censers are swinging, Over the town; Censers are swinging, Look overhead! Censers are swinging, ...
Chant we the story now Tho' in a ...
Sweetheart Spring Our Sweetheart, Spring, came softly, Her gliding hands were fire, Her lilac breath upon our cheeks Consumed us ...
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