THE KALLYOPE YELL

[Loudly and rapidly with a leader, College yell fashion]

Proud menEternallyGo about,Slander me,Call me the “Calliope.”Sizz . . . . .Fizz . . . . .

Proud men

Eternally

Go about,

Slander me,

Call me the “Calliope.”

Sizz . . . . .

Fizz . . . . .

I am the Gutter Dream,Tune-maker, born of steam,Tooting joy, tooting hope.I am the Kallyope,Car called the Kallyope.Willy willy willy wahHOO!See the flags: snow-white tent,See the bear and elephant,See the monkey jump the rope,Listen to the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope!Soul of the rhinocerosAnd the hippopotamus(Listen to the lion roar!)Jaguar, cockatoot,Loons, owls,Hoot, Hoot.Listen to the lion roar,Listen to the lion roar,Listen to the lionR-O-A-R!Hear the leopard cry for gore,Willy willy willy wahHOO!Hail the bloody Indian band,Hail, all hail the popcorn stand,Hail to Barnum’s picture there,People’s idol everywhere,Whoop, whoop, whoop,WHOOP!Music of the mob am I,Circus day’s tremendous cry:—I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope!Hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot,Willy willy willy wahHOO!Sizz, fizz . . . . .

I am the Gutter Dream,

Tune-maker, born of steam,

Tooting joy, tooting hope.

I am the Kallyope,

Car called the Kallyope.

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

See the flags: snow-white tent,

See the bear and elephant,

See the monkey jump the rope,

Listen to the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope!

Soul of the rhinoceros

And the hippopotamus

(Listen to the lion roar!)

Jaguar, cockatoot,

Loons, owls,

Hoot, Hoot.

Listen to the lion roar,

Listen to the lionR-O-A-R!

Hear the leopard cry for gore,

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Hail the bloody Indian band,

Hail, all hail the popcorn stand,

Hail to Barnum’s picture there,

People’s idol everywhere,

Whoop, whoop, whoop,WHOOP!

Music of the mob am I,

Circus day’s tremendous cry:—

I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope!

Hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot,

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Sizz, fizz . . . . .

Born of mobs, born of steam,Listen to my golden dream,Listen to my golden dream,Listen to myG-O-L-D-E-N D-R-E-A-M!Whoop whoop whoop whoopWHOOP!I will blow the proud folk low,Humanize the dour and slow,I will shake the proud folk down,(Listen to the lion roar!)Popcorn crowds shall rule the town—Willy willy willy wahHOO!Steam shall work melodiously,Brotherhood increase.You’ll see the world and all it holdsFor fifty cents apiece.Willy willy willy wahHOO!Every day a circus day.What?Well,almostevery day.Nevermore the sweater’s den,Nevermore the prison pen.Gone the war on land and seaThat aforetime troubled men.Nations all in amity,Happy in their plumes arrayedIn the long bright street parade.Bands a-playing every day.What?Well,almostevery day.I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope!Willy willy willy wahHOO!Hoot, toot, hoot, toot,Whoop whoop whoop whoop,Willy willy willy wahHOO!Sizz, fizz . . . . .

Born of mobs, born of steam,

Listen to my golden dream,

Listen to myG-O-L-D-E-N D-R-E-A-M!

Whoop whoop whoop whoopWHOOP!

I will blow the proud folk low,

Humanize the dour and slow,

I will shake the proud folk down,

(Listen to the lion roar!)

Popcorn crowds shall rule the town—

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Steam shall work melodiously,

Brotherhood increase.

You’ll see the world and all it holds

For fifty cents apiece.

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Every day a circus day.

What?

Well,almostevery day.Nevermore the sweater’s den,Nevermore the prison pen.Gone the war on land and seaThat aforetime troubled men.Nations all in amity,Happy in their plumes arrayedIn the long bright street parade.Bands a-playing every day.

Well,almostevery day.

Nevermore the sweater’s den,

Nevermore the prison pen.

Gone the war on land and sea

That aforetime troubled men.

Nations all in amity,

Happy in their plumes arrayed

In the long bright street parade.

Bands a-playing every day.

What?

Well,almostevery day.I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope!Willy willy willy wahHOO!Hoot, toot, hoot, toot,Whoop whoop whoop whoop,Willy willy willy wahHOO!Sizz, fizz . . . . .

Well,almostevery day.

I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope!

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Hoot, toot, hoot, toot,

Whoop whoop whoop whoop,

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Sizz, fizz . . . . .

Every soulResidentIn the earth’s one circus tent!Every man a trapeze kingThen a pleased spectator there.On the benches! In the ring!While the neighbors gawk and stareAnd the cheering rolls along.Almost every day a raceWhen the merry starting gongRings, each chariot on the line,Every driver fit and fineWith the steel-spring Roman grace.Almost every day a dream,Almost every day a dream.Every girl,Maid or wife,Wild with music,Eyes a-gleamWith that marvel called desire:Actress, princess, fit for life,Armed with honor like a knife,Jumping thro’ the hoops of fire.(Listen to the lion roar!)Making all the children shoutClowns shall tumble all about,Painted high and full of songWhile the cheering rolls along,Tho’ they scream,Tho’ they rage,Every beastIn his cage,Every beastIn his denThat aforetime troubled men.

Every soul

Resident

In the earth’s one circus tent!

Every man a trapeze king

Then a pleased spectator there.

On the benches! In the ring!

While the neighbors gawk and stare

And the cheering rolls along.

Almost every day a race

When the merry starting gong

Rings, each chariot on the line,

Every driver fit and fine

With the steel-spring Roman grace.

Almost every day a dream,

Almost every day a dream.

Every girl,

Maid or wife,

Wild with music,

Eyes a-gleam

With that marvel called desire:

Actress, princess, fit for life,

Armed with honor like a knife,

Jumping thro’ the hoops of fire.

(Listen to the lion roar!)

Making all the children shout

Clowns shall tumble all about,

Painted high and full of song

While the cheering rolls along,

Tho’ they scream,

Tho’ they rage,

Every beast

In his cage,

Every beast

In his den

That aforetime troubled men.

I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope,Tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope;Shaking window-pane and doorWith a crashing cosmic tune,With the war-cry of the spheres,Rhythm of the roar of noon,Rhythm of Niagara’s roar,Voicing planet, star and moon,Shriekingof the better years.Prophet-singers will arise,Prophets coming after me,Sing my song in softer guiseWith more delicate surprise;I am but the pioneerVoice of the Democracy;I am the gutter-dream,I am the golden dream,Singing science, singing steam.I will blow the proud folk down,(Listen to the lion roar!)I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope,Tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope,Willy willy willy wahHOO!Hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot,Whoop whoop, whoop whoop,Whoop whoop, whoop whoop,Willy willy willy wahHOO!Sizz .....Fizz .....The ForumNicholas Vachel Lindsay

I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope,

Tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope;

Shaking window-pane and door

With a crashing cosmic tune,

With the war-cry of the spheres,

Rhythm of the roar of noon,

Rhythm of Niagara’s roar,

Voicing planet, star and moon,

Shriekingof the better years.

Prophet-singers will arise,

Prophets coming after me,

Sing my song in softer guise

With more delicate surprise;

I am but the pioneer

Voice of the Democracy;

I am the gutter-dream,

I am the golden dream,

Singing science, singing steam.

I will blow the proud folk down,

(Listen to the lion roar!)

I am the Kallyope, Kallyope, Kallyope,

Tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope, tooting hope,

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot, hoot toot,

Whoop whoop, whoop whoop,

Willy willy willy wahHOO!

Sizz .....

Fizz .....

The ForumNicholas Vachel Lindsay

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