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Poem by Stephen Crane
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There was one I met upon the road Who looked at me with kind eyes. Her said, ”Show me of your wares.” And this I did, Holding forth one. He said, ”It is a sin.” Then held I forth another; He said, ”It is a sin.” Then held I forth another; He said, ”It is a sin.” And so to the end; Always he said, ”It is a sin.” And, finally, I cried out, ”But I have none other.” Then did he look at me With kinder eyes. ”Poor soul!” he said.
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