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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Drunkards in the Street</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Drunkards in the street are calling one another, <br>Heeding not the night-wind, great of heart and gay, — <br>Publicans and wantons — <br>Calling, laughing, calling, <br>While the Spirit bloweth Space and Time away. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why should I feel the sobbing, the secrecy, the glory, <br>This comforter, this fitful wind divine? <br>I the cautious Pharisee, the scribe, the whited sepulchre — <br>I have no right to God, he is not mine. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Within their gutters, drunkards dream of Hell. <br>I say my prayers by my white bed to-night, <br>With the arms of God about me, with the angels singing, singing <br>Until the grayness of my soul grows white.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a></strong></div>

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