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Paperback The Black Riders and Other Lines & The O'Ruddy (Bookland Classics) Book

ISBN: 1662702205

ISBN13: 9781662702204

The Black Riders and Other Lines & The O'Ruddy (Bookland Classics)

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The Black Riders and Other Lines is a book of poetry written by American author Stephen Crane (1871-1900). It was first published in 1895 by Copeland & Day.


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,

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"

If there is a witness to my little life,

There was a crimson clash of war.

"Tell brave deeds of war."

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

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

The sage lectured brilliantly

Walking in the sky

Upon the road of my life

There was a man and a woman

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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