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Gigantic, willful, young,
Chicago sitteth at the northwest gates.

William Vaughn Moody

Time softly there
Laughs through the abyss of radiance with the gods.

William Vaughn Moody

Bring me your children hither.
…
Unto this twain, man-child and womanchild,
I give the passion of this element;
This seed of longing, substance of this love;
This power, this purity, this annihilation.
Let their hands light the altar of the world.
'T is yours forever. I have brought it home!

William Vaughn Moody

Hark, below, the many-voiced earth,
The chanting of the old religious trees,
Rustle of far-off waters, woven sounds
Of small and multitudinous lives awake,
Peopling the grasses and the pools with joy,
Uttering their meaning to the mystic night!

William Vaughn Moody

Passion is power,
And, kindly tempered, saves. All things declare
Struggle hath deeper peace than sleep can bring.

William Vaughn Moody

The gods despise enforced offerings.
When the heart brings its dearest and its last
Then only will they hear—if then, if then!

William Vaughn Moody

O ye who lead,
Take heed!
Blindness we may forgive, but baseness we will smite.

William Vaughn Moody

The roaring street is hung for miles With fierce electric fire.

William Vaughn Moody

William Vaughn Moody

William Vaughn Moody

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Born: July 8, 1869

Died: October 17, 1910 (aged 41)

Bio: William Vaughn Moody was an American dramatist and poet. Author of The Great Divide, first presented under the title of The Sabine Woman at the Garrick Theatre in Chicago on April 12, 1906.

Known for:

A history of English literature (1902)
The Fire-Bringer (1904)
The Faith Healer (1909)
The Masque Of Judgment (1900)
Gloucester moors and other poems (1901)

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