Poems by Stephen Vincent Benet
For City Lovers
... That is all. Go buy yourself a drink and talk about it ...
Robert E. Lee
... He took great burdens and he bore them well, ...
Cotton Mather
... With aches and pains and stitches, ...
The Mountain Whippoorwill
... Yuh could hear hands spankin' till they spanked each other raw, ...
The Lost Wife
... But, ah, the long nights when the wind comes shaking ...
To Rosemary, On The Methods By Which She Might Become An Angel
... Not with the stained-glass prophets, bearded grimly, ...
The Trapeze Performer
... (For C. M.) Fierce little bombs of gleam snap from his spangles, ...
Campus Sonnets: May Morning
... Frail flowers by some brown and dew-drenched pool ...
Chemical Analysis
... Shes slender hands and pretty lips, ...
Thanks
... For these my thanks, not that I breathe and achef ...
Legend
... "Here are good, thick cloaks for your ragged backs, ...
Do You Remember Springfield?
... (VACHEL LINDSAY, NOVEMBER 10, 1879 DECEMBER 5, 1931) ...
The Golden Corpse
... 1 Stripped country, shrunken as a beggar's heart, ...
Sparrow
... Yet keeps its small flesh full of heat and lightness ...
Army Of Northern Virginia
... Short back, deep chest, strong haunch, flat legs, small head, ...
