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Stephen Crane

I stood upon a high place,

And saw, below, many devils

Running, leaping,

And carousing in sin.

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The students were very active in class discussions, asking many thoughtful questions.

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XIV. 'IF I WERE DEAD.'

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Coventry Patmore·1823–1896
If I were dead, you'd sometimes say, Poor Child!'The dear lips quiver'd as they spake,And the tears brakeFrom eyes which, not to grieve me, brightly smiled.Poor Child, poor Child!I seem to hear your laugh, your talk, your song.It is not true that Love will do no wrong.Poor Child!And did you think, when you so cried and smiled,How I, in lonely nights, should lie awake,And of those words your full avengers make?Poor Child, poor Child!And now, unless it beThat sweet amends thrice told are come to thee,O God, have Thou no mercy upon me!Poor Child!