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 ...
I I hate this yoke; for the world's sake here put it on: Knowing 'twill weigh as much on you ...
Would that in body and spirit Shakespeare came Visible emperor of the deeds of Time, With Justice still the genius ...
We are happy all the time Even when we fight: Sweet briars of the stairways, Gay fairies of the grime; ...
Star of my heart, I follow from afar. Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are, Where Time is ...
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
(A Poem Game.) The King of Yellow Butterflies, The King of Yellow Butterflies, The King of Yellow Butterflies, Now orders ...
I. THE VOICE OF THE MAN IMPATIENT WITH VISIONS AND UTOPIAS We find your soft Utopias as white As new-cut ...
Once I loved a fairy, Queen Mab it was. Her voice Was like a little Fountain That bids the birds ...
Oh, once I walked in Heaven, all alone Upon the sacred cliffs above the sky. God and the angels, and ...
A little colt - broncho, loaned to the farm To be broken in time without fury or harm, Yet black ...
[How different people and different animals look upon the moon: showing that each creature finds in it his own mood ...
I opened the ink-well and smoke filled the room. The smoke formed the giant frog-cat of my doom. His web ...
Let not our town be large, remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home, That Oxford rules the heart of ...
There dwelt a widow learned and devout, Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill. Three sons she had, who went ...
Sleep softly ... eagle forgotten ... under the stone. Time has its way with you there, and the clay has ...
He paid a Swede twelve bits an hour Just to invent a fancy style To spread the celebration paint So ...
O DANDELION, rich and haughty, King of village flowers! Each day is coronation time, You have no humble hours. I ...
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