Collected poems by Vachel Lindsay revised and illustrated edition |
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![]() | Collected poems by Vachel Lindsay | ![]() |
As she shouts down a thousand long years, my darlings,
Magic to-morrow the best of her tune,
Magic to-morrow her cry of desire. ...
Her troops dressed in white for the spirits' delight,
She will stand in her stirrups a Torch of White Light,
The fairy child, Tennessee,
The soul of us, hope of us, helper and tyrant,
On her Pegasus horse of thunder and snow,
'Round the merry-go-round she will go.
Magic to-morrow the best of her tune,
Magic to-morrow her cry of desire. ...
Her troops dressed in white for the spirits' delight,
She will stand in her stirrups a Torch of White Light,
The fairy child, Tennessee,
The soul of us, hope of us, helper and tyrant,
On her Pegasus horse of thunder and snow,
'Round the merry-go-round she will go.
![]() | Collected poems by Vachel Lindsay | ![]() |