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Poem by Stephen Crane


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I stood upon a highway,
And, behold, there came
Many strange peddlers.
To me each one made gestures,
Holding forth little images, saying,
”This is my pattern of God.
Now this is the God I prefer.”

But I said, ”Hence!
Leave me with mine own,
And take you yours away;
I can’t buy of your patterns of God,
The little gods you may rightly prefer.”



Stephen Crane


Stephen Crane's other poems:
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  2. Ay, workman, make me a dream
  3. A god in wrath
  4. Two or three angels
  5. If there is a witness to my little life


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