What the Moon Saw by Vachel Lindsay Lyrics

Two statesmen met by moonlight;
Their ease was partly feigned.
They glanced about the prairie,
Their faces were constrained.

In various ways aforetime
They had misled the state,
Yet did it so politely
Their henchmen thought them great.

They sat beneath a hedge and spake
No word, but had a smoke.
A satchel passed from hand to hand
Next day the deadlock broke.