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The North Star Whispers To The Blacksmiths Son

The North Star whispers: "You are one Of those whose course no chance can change.

You blunder, but are not undone,

Your spirit-task is fixed and strange. "When here you walk, a bloodless shade,

A singer all men else forget.

Your chants of hammer, forge and spade Will move the prarie-village yet. "That young, stiff-necked, reviling town Beholds your fancies on her walls,

And paints them out or tears them down,

Or bars them from her feasting halls. "Yet shall the fragments still remain;

Yet shall remain some watch-tower strong That ivy-vines will not disdain,

Haunted and trembling with your song. "Your flambeau in the dusk shall burn,

Flame high in storms, flame white and clear;

Your ghost in gleaming robes return And burn a deathless incense here."

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Vachel Lindsay

Nicholas Vachel Lindsay (November 10, 1879 – December 5, 1931) was an American poet. He is considered a founder of modern singing poetry, as he …

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