Poem by Stephen Crane

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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 madly at the feet of the god.
The people cried,
”Ah, what a wicked man!”
And --
”Ah, what a redoubtable god!”

1. Many red devils ran from my heart
2. Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground
3. A slant of sun on dull brown walls
4. And you love me
5. Tell brave deeds of war

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