Poem by Stephen Crane

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A god in wrath
Was beating a man;
He cuffed him loudly
With thunderous blows
That rang and rolled over the earth.
All people came running.
The man screamed and struggled,
And bit madly at the feet of the god.
The people cried,
”Ah, what a wicked man!”
And --
”Ah, what a redoubtable god!”

1. A spirit sped
2. On the horizon the peaks assembled
3. Love walked alone
4. Walking in the sky
5. The ocean said to me once

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