Stephen Crane: Forth went the candid man
Updated September 23, 2019 |
Infoplease Staff
Forth went the candid man
And spoke freely to the wind—
When he looked about him he was in a far
strange country.
Forth went the candid man
And spoke freely to the stars—
Yellow light tore sight from his eye.
"My good fool," said a learned bystander,
"Your operations are mad."
"You are too candid," cried the candid man.
And when his stick left the head of the
learned bystander
It was two sticks.
And spoke freely to the wind—
When he looked about him he was in a far
strange country.
Forth went the candid man
And spoke freely to the stars—
Yellow light tore sight from his eye.
"My good fool," said a learned bystander,
"Your operations are mad."
"You are too candid," cried the candid man.
And when his stick left the head of the
learned bystander
It was two sticks.
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