THE LEADEN-EYED

Vachel Lindsay

All: Let not young souls be smothered out

Before they do quaint deeds and fully

Flaunt their pride.

It is the world’s one crime, its babes

Grow dull, It’s poor are ox-like,

Limp and leaden-eyed.

Solo 1: Not that they starve, but starve so dreamlessly:

Solo 2: Not that they sow, but that they seldom reap;

Solo 3: Not that they serve, but have no god to serve;

All: Not that they die, but that they die like sheep.