Poem by Stephen Crane

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Mystic shadow, bending near me,
Who art thou?
Whence come ye?
And -- tell me -- is it fair
Or is the truth bitter as eaten fire?

Tell me!
Fear not that I should quaver.
For I dare -- I dare.
Then, tell me!

1. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. In the night
3. Behold, from the land of the farther suns
4. I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night
5. To the maiden

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