Poem by Stephen Crane

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   ”And the sins of the fathers shall be
    visited upon the heads of the children,
    even unto the third and fourth
    generation of them that hate me.”

Well, then I hate thee, unrighteous picture;
Wicked image, I hate thee;
So, strike with thy vengeance
The heads of those little men
Who come blindly.
It will be a brave thing.

1. If I should cast off this tattered coat
2. Blustering God
3. The successful man has thrust himself
4. With eye and with gesture
5. A man toiled on a burning road

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