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First Line: I cross lincoln park on a winter night when the snow
Last Line: Hold them past midnight and into the dawn.
Subject(s): Lincoln Park, Chicago; Statues


I cross Lincoln Park on a winter night when the snow is falling.
Lincoln in bronze stands among the white lines of snow, his bronze forehead meeting soft echoes of
the newsies crying forty thousand men are dead along the Yser, his bronze ears listening to
the mumbled roar of the city at his bronze feet.
A lithe Indian on a bronze pony, Shakespeare seated with long legs in bronze, Garibaldi in a bronze
cape, they hold places in the cold, lonely snow to-night on their pedestals and so they will
hold them past midnight and into the dawn.





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