Vachel Lindsay Poems

Two old crows sat on a fence rail.
Two old crows sat on a fence rail,
Thinking of effect and cause,
Of weeds and flowers,
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(A Poem Game.)


The King of Yellow Butterflies,
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Hungry for music with a desperate hunger
I prowled abroad, I threaded through the town;
The evening crowd was clamoring and drinking,
Vulgar and pitiful--my heart bowed down--
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MOVING-PICTURE ACTRESS

(After seeing the reel called "Oil and Water.")
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I. GOD SEND THE REGICIDE

Would that the lying rulers of the world
Were brought to block for tyrannies abhorred.
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Upon her breast her hands and hair
Were tangled all together.
The moon of June forbade me not —
The golden night time weather
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FOR A VERY LITTLE GIRL, NOT A YEAR OLD.
CATHARINE FRAZEE WAKEFIELD.
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I. A NEGRO SERMON:—SIMON LEGREE

(To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.)
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Kiss me and comfort my heart
Maiden honest and fine.
I am the pilgrim boy
Lame, but hunting the shrine;
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O great heart of God,
Once vague and lost to me,
Why do I throb with your throb to-night,
In this land, eternity?
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