Men, Women, and Boats & The Black Riders and Other Lines

<p>The Black Riders and Other Lines is a book of poetry written by American author Stephen Crane (1871-1900). It was first published in 1895 by Copeland & Day.</p><p>Black riders came from the sea.<br> Three little birds in a row<br> In the Desert<br> Yes, I have a thousand tongues<br> Once there came a man<br> God fashioned the ship of the world carefully<br> Mystic shadow, bending near me, <br> I looked here<br> I stood upon a high place, <br> Should the wide world roll away, <br> In a lonely place, <br> "And the sins of the fathers shall be"<br> If there is a witness to my little life, <br> There was a crimson clash of war.<br> "Tell brave deeds of war."<br> There were many who went in huddled procession<br> In heaven<br> A god in wrath<br> A learned man came to me once<br> There was, before me<br> Once I saw mountains angry<br> Places among the stars<br> I saw a man pursuing the horizon<br> Behold, the grave of a wicked man<br> There was set before me a mighty hill<br> A youth in apparel that glittered<br> "Truth," said a traveller<br> Behold, from the land of the farther suns<br> Supposing that I should have the courage<br> Many workmen<br> Two or three angels<br> There was one I met upon the road<br> I stood upon a highway<br> A man saw a ball of gold in the sky<br> I met a seer<br> On the horizon the peaks assembled<br> The ocean said to me once<br> The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds<br> And you love me<br> Love walked alone<br> I walked in a desert<br> There came whisperings in the winds<br> I was in the darkness<br> Tradition, thou art for suckling children<br> Many red devils ran from my heart<br> "Think as I think," said a man<br> Once there was a man<br> I stood musing in a black world<br> You say you are holy<br> A man went before a strange God<br> Why do you strive for greatness, fool?<br> Blustering God<br> "It was wrong to do this," said the angel<br> A man toiled on a burning road<br> A man feared that he might find an assassin<br> With eye and with gesture<br> The sage lectured brilliantly<br> Walking in the sky<br> Upon the road of my life<br> There was a man and a woman<br> There was a man who lived a life of fire<br> There was a great cathedral<br> Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground<br> Once, I knew a fine song<br> If I should cast off this tattered coat<br> God lay dead in heaven<br> A spirit sped</p>