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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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PREMONITION

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Paul Laurence Dunbar·1872–1906·modernist literature
ear heart, good-night!Nay, list awhile that sweet voice singingWhen the world is all so bright,And the sound of song sets the heart a-ringing,Oh, love, it is not right--Not then to say, "Good-night." Dear heart, good-night!The late winds in the lake weeds shiver,And the spray flies cold and white.And the voice that sings gives a telltale quiver--"Ah, yes, the world is bright,But, dearest heart, good-night!" Dear heart, good-night!And do not longer seek to hold me!For my soul is in affrightAs the fearful glooms in their pall enfold me.See him who sang how whiteAnd still; so, dear, good-night. Dear heart, good-night!Thy hand I 'll press no more forever,And mine eyes shall lose the light;For the great white wraith by the winding riverShall check my steps with might.So, dear, good-night, good-night!