Written For A Musician

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Title:     Written For A Musician
Author: Vachel Lindsay [More Titles by Lindsay]

Hungry for music with a desperate hunger
I prowled abroad, I threaded through the town;
The evening crowd was clamoring and drinking,
Vulgar and pitiful--my heart bowed down--
Till I remembered duller hours made noble
By strangers clad in some surprising grace.
Wait, wait, my soul, your music comes ere midnight
Appearing in some unexpected place
With quivering lips, and gleaming, moonlit face.

[The end]
Vachel Lindsay's poem: Written For A Musician

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