Poem by Vachel Lindsay

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Look you, I’ll go pray, 
My shame is crying, 
My soul is gray and faint, 
My faith is dying. 
Look you, I’ll go pray — 
”Sweet Mary, make me clean, 
Thou rainstorm of the soul, 
Thou wine from worlds unseen.”

1. To the United States Senate
2. The Perfect Marriage
3. On the Building of Springfield
4. To Reformers in Despair
5. The Angel and the Clown

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