The Open Boat And Other Stories, Men, Women, And Boats & The Black Riders And Other Lines

<p>None of them knew the color of the sky. Their eyes glanced level, and were fastened upon the waves that swept toward them. These waves were of the hue of slate, save for the tops, which were of foaming white, and all of the men knew the colors of the sea. The horizon narrowed and widened, and dipped and rose, and at all times its edge was jagged with waves that seemed thrust up in points like rocks.</p><p><br></p><p>"The Open Boat" is divided into seven sections, each told mainly from the point of view of the correspondent, based upon Crane himself. The first part introduces the four characters-the correspondent, a condescending observer detached from the rest of the group; the captain, who is injured and morose at having lost his ship, yet capable of leadership; the cook, fat and comical, but optimistic that they will be rescued; and the oiler, Billie, who is physically the strongest, and the only one in the story referred to by name. The four are survivors of a shipwreck, which occurred before the beginning of the story, and are drifting at sea in a small dinghy.</p><p><br></p><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><br></p><p>Black riders came from the sea.</p><p>Three little birds in a row</p><p>In the Desert</p><p>Yes, I have a thousand tongues</p><p>Once there came a man</p><p>God fashioned the ship of the world carefully</p><p>Mystic shadow, bending near me, </p><p>I looked here</p><p>I stood upon a high place, </p><p>Should the wide world roll away, </p><p>In a lonely place, </p><p>"And the sins of the fathers shall be"</p><p>If there is a witness to my little life, </p><p>There was a crimson clash of war.</p><p>"Tell brave deeds of war."</p><p>There were many who went in huddled procession</p><p>In heaven</p><p>A god in wrath</p><p>A learned man came to me once</p><p>There was, before me</p><p>Once I saw mountains angry</p><p>Places among the stars</p><p>I saw a man pursuing the horizon</p><p>Behold, the grave of a wicked man</p><p>There was set before me a mighty hill</p><p>A youth in apparel that glittered</p><p>"Truth," said a traveller</p><p>Behold, from the land of the farther suns</p><p>Supposing that I should have the courage</p><p>Many workmen</p><p>Two or three angels</p><p>There was one I met upon the road</p><p>I stood upon a highway</p><p>A man saw a ball of gold in the sky</p><p>I met a seer</p><p>On the horizon the peaks assembled</p><p>The ocean said to me once</p><p>The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds</p><p>And you love me</p><p>Love walked alone</p><p>I walked in a desert</p><p>There came whisperings in the winds</p><p>I was in the darkness</p><p>Tradition, thou art for suckling children</p><p>Many red devils ran from my heart</p><p>"Think as I think," said a man</p><p>Once there was a man</p><p>I stood musing in a black world</p><p>You say you are holy</p><p>A man went before a strange God</p><p>Why do you strive for greatness, fool?</p><p>Blustering God</p><p>"It was wrong to do this," said the angel</p><p>A man toiled on a burning road</p><p>A man feared that he might find an assassin</p><p>With eye and with gesture</p><p>The sage lectured brilliantly</p><p>Walking in the sky</p><p>Upon the road of my life</p><p>There was a man and a woman</p><p>There was a man who lived a life of fire</p><p>There was a great cathedral</p><p>Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground</p><p>Once, I knew a fine song</p><p>If I should cast off this tattered coat</p><p>God lay dead in heaven</p><p>A spirit sped</p><p><br></p>