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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 End

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Wilfred Owen·1893–1918
fter the blast of lightning from the east,The flourish of loud clouds, the Chariot throne,After the drums of time have rolled and ceasedAnd from the bronze west long retreat is blown, Shall Life renew these bodies? Of a truthAll death will he annul, all tears assuage?Or fill these void veins full again with youthAnd wash with an immortal water age? When I do ask white Age, he saith not so,--"My head hangs weighed with snow."And when I hearken to the Earth she saithMy fiery heart sinks aching. It is death.Mine ancient scars shall not be glorifiedNor my titanic tears the seas be dried." [End of original text.]