English poem
Iii
Then we stood where we could see Every band, And the speaker’s stand. And Bryan took the platform. And he was introduced. And he lifted his hand And cast a new spell. Progressive silence fell In Springfield, In Illinois, Around the world. Then we heard these glacial boulders across the prairie rolled: “The people have a right to make their own mistakes.... You shall not crucify mankind Upon a cross of gold.”
And everybody heard him-- In the streets and State House yard. And everybody heard him In Springfield, In Illinois, Around and around and around the world, That danced upon its axis And like a darling broncho whirled.