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. The Illinois Village
2. The Alchemist’s Petition
3. Sweethearts of the Year
4. The City That Will Not Repent
5. To the United States Senate

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