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Stephen Crane: The wayfarer,
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." Later he saw…Stephen Crane: A slant of sun on dull brown walls,
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, farewells, love-…Stephen Crane: Once a man clambering to the housetops
Once a man clambering to the housetops Appealed to the heavens. With a strong voice he called to the deaf spheres; A warrior's shout he raised to the suns. Lo, at last, there was a dot on…Stephen Crane: There was a man with tongue of wood
There was a man with tongue of wood Who essayed to sing, And in truth it was lamentable. But there was one who heard The clip-clapper of this tongue of wood And knew what the man Wished to…Stephen Crane: The successful man has thrust himself
The successful man has thrust himself Through the water of the years, Reeking wet with mistakes,— Bloody mistakes; Slimed with victories over the lesser, A figure thankful on the shore of…Stephen Crane: In the night
In the night Grey heavy clouds muffled the valleys, And the peaks looked toward God alone. "O Master that movest the wind with a finger, "Humble, idle, futile peaks are we. "…Stephen Crane: The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top.
The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top. Blood—blood and torn grass— Had marked the rise of his agony— This lone hunter. The grey-green woods impassive Had watched the threshing of his…Stephen Crane: What says the sea, little shell?
What says the sea, little shell? "What says the sea? "Long has our brother been silent to us, "Kept his message for the ships, "Awkward ships, stupid ships." "The sea bids you mourn, O Pines…Stephen Crane: The impact of a dollar upon the heart
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 door.…Stephen Crane: A man said to the universe:
A man said to the universe: "Sir, I exist!" "However," replied the universe, "The fact has not created in me "A sense of obligation."