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Carl Sandburg - Masses

AMONG the mountains I wandered and saw blue haze and
red crag and was amazed;
On the beach where the long push under the endless tide
maneuvers, I stood silent;
Under the stars on the prairie watching the Dipper slant
over the horizon's grass, I was full of thoughts.
Great men, pageants of war and labor, soldiers and workers,
mothers lifting their children--these all I
touched, and felt the solemn thrill of them.
And then one day I got a true look at the Poor, millions
of the Poor, patient and toiling; more patient than
crags, tides, and stars; innumerable, patient as the
darkness of night--and all broken, humble ruins of nations.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 3. Masses
Volume: Chicago Poems
- Chicago Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1912

Comment 1 of 1, added on April 12th, 2014 at 1:43 AM.
And I was just wodir

And I was just wodirenng about that too!

Jaylin from Rwandese Republic (Rwanda)

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