Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail, The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder, That the clinging of the church bells blew far … - Bob Dylan
" "Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail,
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder,
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind,
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind,
An' the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
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Bob Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941) is an American folk and rock singer-songwriter, born in Duluth, Minnesota. In 2016 Dylan received the Nobel Prize in Literature, "for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition".
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Robert Allen Zimmerman
Native Name:
Robert Dylan
Alternative Names:
Bob Landy
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Robert Milkwood Thomas
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Tedham Porterhouse
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Robert Zimmerman
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Blind Boy Grunt
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Jack Frost
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Elston Gunn
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Lucky Wilbury
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Boo Wilbury
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Sergei Petrov
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Dylan
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Robert Dylan né Robert Allen Zimmerman
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Robert Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman)
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Shabtai Zisl ben Avraham
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