Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

To Reformers in Despair


’Tis not too late to build our young land right, 
Cleaner than Holland, courtlier than Japan, 
Devout like early Rome, with hearths like hers, 
Hearths that will recreate the breed called man.

Vachel Lindsay’s other poems:

  1. I Heard Immanuel Singing
  2. When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich
  3. Where Is David, the Next King of Israel?
  4. With a Bouquet of Twelve Roses
  5. The Potatoes’ Dance

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