Nature
The Battle-Ax of the Sun
From Going-to-the-Sun (1923)
Nature
On the mountain peak I reached the drift
And I took it for a Christmas gift,
And I made ten soldiers out of snow.
But the battle-ax of my fairy foe
Cut to the ground my men of snow.
And who was he, my fairy foe,
Who brought my snowy army low?
The mountain sun was my fairy foe.
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MLA
Lindsay, Vachel. “The Battle-Ax of the Sun.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lindsay/230/.
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Lindsay, Vachel. “The Battle-Ax of the Sun.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lindsay/230/.
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