Poem by Stephen Crane

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Once a man clambering to the housetops
Appealed to the heavens.
With 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 the clouds,
And -- at last and at last --
-- God -- the sky was filled with armies.

1. If I should cast off this tattered coat
2. Two or three angels
3. The successful man has thrust himself
4. Ay, workman, make me a dream
5. I walked in a desert

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