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| Stephen Crane
The Black Riders and Other Lines
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| Black riders came from the sea. |
| Three little birds in a row |
| In the desert |
| Yes, I have a thousand tongues, |
| Once there came a man |
| God fashioned the ship of the world carefully. |
| Mystic shadow, bending near me, Who art thou? |
| I looked here; |
| I stood upon a high place, |
| Should the wide world roll away, |
| In a lonely place, |
| "And the sins of the fathers shall be visited upon |
| If there is a witness to my little life, |
| There was crimson clash of war. |
| "Tell brave deeds of war." |
| Charity thou art a lie, |
| There were many who went in huddled procession, |
| In heaven, |
| A god in wrath |
| A learned man came to me once. |
| There was, before me, |
| Once I saw mountains angry, |
| Places among the stars, |
| I saw a man pursuing the horizon; |
| Behold, the grave of a wicked man, |
| There was set before me a mighty hill, |
| A youth in apparel that glittered |
| "Truth," said a traveller, |
| Behold, from the land of the farther suns I returned. |
| Supposing that I should have the courage |
| Many workmen |
| Two or three angels |
| There was one I met upon the road |
| I stood upon a highway, |
| A man saw a ball of gold in the sky; |
| I met a seer. |
| On the horizon the peaks assembled; |
| The ocean said to me once, |
| The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; |
| And you love me |
| Love walked alone. |
| I walked in a desert. |
| There came whisperings in the winds: |
| I was in the darkness; |
| Tradition, thou art for suckling children, |
| Many red devils ran from my heart |
| "Think as I think," said a man, |
| Once there was a man- |
| I stood musing in a black world, |
| You say you are holy, |
| A man went before a strange God- |
| Why do you strive for greatness, fool? |
| Blustering God, |
| "It was wrong to do this," said the angel. |
| A man toiled on a burning road, |
| A man feared that he might find an assassin; |
| With eye and with gesture
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| The sage lectured brilliantly. |
| Walking in the sky, |
| Upon the road of my life, |
| There was a man and a woman
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| There was a man who lived a life of fire. |
| There was a great cathedral. |
| Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground. |
| Once, I knew a fine song, |
| If I should cast off this tattered coat, |
| God lay dead in heaven; |
| A spirit sped |
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