Poem by Stephen Crane

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There came whisperings in the winds:
”Good-bye! Good-bye!”
Little voices called in the darkness:
”Good-bye! Good-bye!”
Then I stretched forth my arms.
”No -- no -- ”
There came whisperings in the wind
”Good-bye! Good-bye!”
Little voices called in the darkness:
”Good-bye! Good-bye!”

1. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. Blustering God
3. You tell me this is God?
4. Behold, from the land of the farther suns
5. Why do you strive for greatness, fool?

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