<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532741" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Cornfields</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cornfields rise above mankind, <br>Lifting white torches to the blue, <br>Each season not ashamed to be <br>Magnificently decked for you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What right have you to call them yours, <br>And in brute lust of riches burn <br>Without some radiant penance wrought, <br>Some beautiful, devout return?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532741" data-title="The Cornfields de Vachel Lindsay" data-description="The cornfields rise above mankind, Lifting white torches to the blue, Each season not ashamed to be Magnificently decked for you. What right have you to call them yours, And in brute lust of riches burn Without some radiant penance wrought,..."></div> </div> </div>

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