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Collected poems by Vachel Lindsay

revised and illustrated edition

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III

Dive, mermaids, with sharp swords
And cut him through,
And bring us the idols' eyes
And the red gold too.
Lower the grappling hooks
Good pirate men
And drag him up by the tongue
From his deep wet den.
We will sail to the end of the world,

Repeat as a second chorus many times.


We will nail his hide
To the mainmast of the moon
In the evening tide.