Vachel Lindsay

To Gloriana

GIRL with the burning golden eyes, 
And red-bird song, and snowy throat: 
I bring you gold and silver moons, 
And diamond stars, and mists that float. 
I bring you moons and snowy clouds, 
I bring you prarie skies to-night 
To feebly praise your golden eyes 
And red-bird song, and throat so white.