General William Booth enters into Heaven, and other poems/Lincoln

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598285General William Booth enters into Heaven, and other poems — Lincoln1916Nicholas Vachel Lindsay


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 the 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.