Stephen Crane
Why? by Stephen Crane

Why? by Stephen Crane

Behold, the grave of a wicked man, And near it, a stern spirit. There came a drooping maid with violets, But the spirit grasped her arm. 'No flowers for him,' he said. The maid ...

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A Man Saw A Ball Of Gold In The Sky by Stephen Crane

A Man Saw A Ball Of Gold In The Sky by Stephen Crane

A man saw a ball of gold in the sky; He climbed for it, And eventually he achieved it -- It was clay. Now this is the strange part: When the man went to the earth And ...

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The Impact Of A Dollar Upon The Heart by Stephen Crane

The Impact Of A Dollar Upon The Heart by Stephen Crane

The impact of a dollar upon the heart Smiles warm red light, Sweeping from the hearth rosily upon the white table, With the hanging cool velvet shadows Moving softly upon the ...

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I Was In The Darkness; by Stephen Crane

I Was In The Darkness; by Stephen Crane

I was in the darkness; I could not see my words Nor the wishes of my heart. Then suddenly there was a great light -- "Let me into the darkness again."

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Behold, The Grave Of A Wicked Man by Stephen Crane

Behold, The Grave Of A Wicked Man by Stephen Crane

Behold, the grave of a wicked man, And near it, a stern spirit. There came a drooping maid with violets, But the spirit grasped her arm. "No flowers for him," he said. The maid ...

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And You Love Me by Stephen Crane

And You Love Me by Stephen Crane

And you love me I love you. You are, then, cold coward. Aye; but, beloved, When I strive to come to you, Man's opinions, a thousand thickets, My interwoven existence, My life, ...

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In The Desert by Stephen Crane

In The Desert by Stephen Crane

In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, "Is it good, friend?" "It is bitter -- bitter," ...

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Black Riders Came From The Sea by Stephen Crane

Black Riders Came From The Sea by Stephen Crane

Black riders came from the sea. There was clang and clang of spear and shield, And clash and clash of hoof and heel, Wild shouts and the wave of hair In the rush upon the wind: ...

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Walking In The Sky, by Stephen Crane

Walking In The Sky, by Stephen Crane

Walking in the sky, A man in strange black garb Encountered a radiant form. Then his steps were eager; Bowed he devoutly. "My Lord," said he. But the spirit knew him not.

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A Man Toiled On A Burning Road by Stephen Crane

A Man Toiled On A Burning Road by Stephen Crane

A man toiled on a burning road, Never resting. Once he saw a fat, stupid ass Grinning at him from a green place. The man cried out in rage, "Ah! Do not deride me, fool! I know you ...

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A God In Wrath by Stephen Crane

A God In Wrath by Stephen Crane

A god in wrath Was beating a man; He cuffed him loudly With thunderous blows That rang and rolled over the earth. All people came running. The man screamed and struggled, And bit ...

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God Lay Dead In Heaven; by Stephen Crane

God Lay Dead In Heaven; by Stephen Crane

God lay dead in heaven; Angels sang the hymn of the end; Purple winds went moaning, Their wings drip-dripping With blood That fell upon the earth. It, groaning thing, Turned black ...

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A Youth In Apparel That Glittered by Stephen Crane

A Youth In Apparel That Glittered by Stephen Crane

A youth in apparel that glittered Went to walk in a grim forest. There he met an assassin Attired all in garb of old days; He, scowling through the thickets, And dagger poised ...

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A Man Feared That He Might Find An Assassin; by Stephen Crane

A Man Feared That He Might Find An Assassin; by Stephen Crane

A man feared that he might find an assassin; Another that he might find a victim. One was more wise than the other.

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“It Was Wrong To Do This,” Said The Angel by Stephen Crane

“It Was Wrong To Do This,” Said The Angel by Stephen Crane

"It was wrong to do this," said the angel. "You should live like a flower, Holding malice like a puppy, Waging war like a lambkin." "Not so," quoth the man Who had no fear of ...

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Upon The Road Of My Life, by Stephen Crane

Upon The Road Of My Life, by Stephen Crane

Upon the road of my life, Passed me many fair creatures, Clothed all in white, and radiant. To one, finally, I made speech: "Who art thou?" But she, like the others, Kept cowled ...

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Do Not Weep, Maiden, For War Is Kind by Stephen Crane

Do Not Weep, Maiden, For War Is Kind by Stephen Crane

Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted steed ran on alone, Do not weep. War is kind. Hoarse, booming drums ...

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A Spirit Sped by Stephen Crane

A Spirit Sped by Stephen Crane

A spirit sped Through spaces of night; And as he sped, he called, "God! God!" He went through valleys Of black death-slime, Ever calling, "God! God!" Their echoes From crevice and ...

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A Learned Man Came To Me Once by Stephen Crane

A Learned Man Came To Me Once by Stephen Crane

A learned man came to me once. He said, "I know the way, -- come." And I was overjoyed at this. Together we hastened. Soon, too soon, were we Where my eyes were useless, And I ...

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A Man Went Before A Strange God by Stephen Crane

A Man Went Before A Strange God by Stephen Crane

A man went before a strange God -- The God of many men, sadly wise. And the deity thundered loudly, Fat with rage, and puffing. "Kneel, mortal, and cringe And grovel and do homage ...

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The Wayfarer by Stephen Crane

The Wayfarer by Stephen Crane

The wayfarer, Perceiving the pathway to truth, Was struck with astonishment. It was thickly grown with weeds. "Ha," he said, "I see that none has passed here In a long time." ...

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I Saw A Man Pursuing The Horizon by Stephen Crane

I Saw A Man Pursuing The Horizon by Stephen Crane

I saw a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this; I accosted the man. "It is futile," I said, "You can never -- " "You lie," he cried, And ran ...

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Blustering God, by Stephen Crane

Blustering God, by Stephen Crane

i Blustering God, Stamping across the sky With loud swagger, I fear You not. No, though from Your highest heaven You plunge Your spear at my heart, I fear You not. No, not if the ...

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Charity Thou Art A Lie by Stephen Crane

Charity Thou Art A Lie by Stephen Crane

Charity thou art a lie, A toy of women, A pleasure of certain men. In the presence of justice, Lo, the walls of the temple Are visible Through thy form of sudden shadows.

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Love Walked Alone. by Stephen Crane

Love Walked Alone. by Stephen Crane

Love walked alone. The rocks cut her tender feet, And the brambles tore her fair limbs. There came a companion to her, But, alas, he was no help, For his name was heart's pain. . ...

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Ancestry by Stephen Crane

Ancestry by Stephen Crane

ONCE I saw mountains angry,And ranged in battle-front.Against them stood a little man;Ay, he was no bigger than my finger.I laughed, and spoke to one near me, “Will he ...

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Places Among The Stars, by Stephen Crane

Places Among The Stars, by Stephen Crane

Places among the stars, Soft gardens near the sun, Keep your distant beauty; Shed no beams upon my weak heart. Since she is here In a place of blackness, Not your golden days Nor ...

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Content by Stephen Crane

Content by Stephen Crane

A youth in apparel that glittered Went to walk in a grim forest. There he met an assassin Attired all in garb of old days; He, scowling through the thickets, And dagger poised ...

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I Explain by Stephen Crane

I Explain by Stephen Crane

I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night, The sweep of each sad lost wave, The dwindling boom of the steel thing's striving, The little cry of a man to a man, A shadow ...

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A  Slant Of Sun On Dull Brown Walls by Stephen Crane

A Slant Of Sun On Dull Brown Walls by Stephen Crane

A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Toward God a mighty hymn, A song of collisions and cries, Rumbling wheels, hoof-beats, bells, Welcomes, ...

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A Slant Of Sun On Dull Brown Walls by Stephen Crane

A Slant Of Sun On Dull Brown Walls by Stephen Crane

A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Toward God a mighty hymn, A song of collisions and cries, Rumbling wheels, hoof-beats, bells, Welcomes, ...

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Fast Rode The Knight by Stephen Crane

Fast Rode The Knight by Stephen Crane

Fast rode the knight With spurs, hot and reeking, Ever waving an eager sword, "To save my lady!" Fast rode the knight, And leaped from saddle to war. Men of steel flickered and ...

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’scaped by Stephen Crane

’scaped by Stephen Crane

Once, I knew a fine song, - It is true, believe me - It was all of birds, And I held them in a basket; When I opened the wicket, Heavens! They all flew away. I cried, 'Come back, ...

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A Newspaper Is A Collection Of Half-Injustices by Stephen Crane

A Newspaper Is A Collection Of Half-Injustices by Stephen Crane

A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile, Spreads its curious opinion To a million merciful and sneering men, While families cuddle ...

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Many Red Devils Ran From My Heart by Stephen Crane

Many Red Devils Ran From My Heart by Stephen Crane

Many red devils ran from my heart And out upon the page, They were so tiny The pen could mash them. And many struggled in the ink. It was strange To write in this red muck Of ...

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I Stood Musing In A Black World by Stephen Crane

I Stood Musing In A Black World by Stephen Crane

I stood musing in a black world, Not knowing where to direct my feet. And I saw the quick stream of men Pouring ceaselessly, Filled with eager faces, A torrent of desire. I called ...

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You Tell Me This Is God? by Stephen Crane

You Tell Me This Is God? by Stephen Crane

You tell me this is God? I tell you this is a printed list, A burning candle, and an ass.

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Behold, From The Land Of The Farther Suns by Stephen Crane

Behold, From The Land Of The Farther Suns by Stephen Crane

Behold, from the land of the farther suns I returned. And I was in a reptile-swarming place, Peopled, otherwise, with grimaces, Shrouded above in black impenetrableness. I shrank, ...

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I Walked In A Desert by Stephen Crane

I Walked In A Desert by Stephen Crane

I walked in a desert. And I cried, "Ah, God, take me from this place!" A voice said, "It is no desert." I cried, "Well, But -- The sand, the heat, the vacant horizon." A voice ...

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I Heard Thee Laugh by Stephen Crane

I Heard Thee Laugh by Stephen Crane

I HEARD thee laugh, And in this merriment I defined the measure of my pain; I knew that I was alone, Alone with love, Poor shivering love, And he, little sprite, Came to watch ...

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I Stood Upon A High Place by Stephen Crane

I Stood Upon A High Place by Stephen Crane

I stood upon a high place, And saw, below, many devils Running, leaping, and carousing in sin. One looked up, grinning, And said, "Comrade! Brother!"

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Ay, Workman, Make Me A Dream by Stephen Crane

Ay, Workman, Make Me A Dream by Stephen Crane

Ay, workman, make me a dream, A dream for my love. Cunningly weave sunlight, Breezes, and flowers. Let it be of the cloth of meadows. And - good workman - And let there be a man ...

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Truth by Stephen Crane

Truth by Stephen Crane

"Truth," said a traveller, "Is a rock, a mighty fortress; Often have I been to it, Even to its highest tower, From whence the world looks black." "Truth," said a traveller, "Is a ...

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If I Should Cast Off This Tattered Coat, by Stephen Crane

If I Should Cast Off This Tattered Coat, by Stephen Crane

If I should cast off this tattered coat, And go free into the mighty sky; If I should find nothing there But a vast blue, Echoless, ignorant -- What then?

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Little Birds Of The Night by Stephen Crane

Little Birds Of The Night by Stephen Crane

LITTLE birds of the night Aye, they have much to tell Perching there in rows Blinking at me with their serious eyes Recounting of flowers they have seen and loved Of meadows and ...

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Intrigue by Stephen Crane

Intrigue by Stephen Crane

THOU art my love And thou art the peace of sundown When the blue shadows soothe And the grasses and the leaves sleep To the song of the little brooks Woe is me.Thou art my love, ...

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Unwind My Riddle by Stephen Crane

Unwind My Riddle by Stephen Crane

UNWIND my riddle. Cruel as hawks the hours fly; Wounded men seldom come home to die; The hard waves see an arm flung high; Scorn hits strong because of a lie; Yet there exists a ...

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Have You Ever Made A Just Man? by Stephen Crane

Have You Ever Made A Just Man? by Stephen Crane

"Have you ever made a just man?" "Oh, I have made three," answered God, "But two of them are dead, And the third -- Listen! Listen! And you will hear the thud of his defeat."

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The Livid Lightnings Flashed In The Clouds by Stephen Crane

The Livid Lightnings Flashed In The Clouds by Stephen Crane

The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; The leaden thunders crashed. A worshipper raised his arm. "Hearken! Hearken! The voice of God!" "Not so," said a man. "The voice of God ...

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There Was Crimson Clash Of War. by Stephen Crane

There Was Crimson Clash Of War. by Stephen Crane

There was crimson clash of war. Lands turned black and bare; Women wept; Babes ran, wondering. There came one who understood not these things. He said, "Why is this?" Whereupon a ...

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