Lincoln by Vachel Lindsay

Vachel Lindsay (photo from Encyclopedia.com)

Vachel Lindsay (photo from Encyclopedia.com)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lincoln

 

Would I might rouse the Lincoln in you all,

That which is gendered in the wilderness

From lonely prairies and God’s tenderness.

Imperial soul, star of a weedy stream,

Born where ghosts of buffaloes still dream,

Whose spirit hoof-beats storm above his grave,

Above that breast of earth and prairie fire-

Fire that freed the slave.

 
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2 Responses to “Lincoln by Vachel Lindsay”

  1. B. Nash says:

    I know-I love that line as well!

  2. Nate says:

    Indeed-would I might rouse the Lincoln in you all-GREAT line!

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