Poem by Stephen Crane

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Supposing that I should have the courage
To let a red sword of virtue
Plunge into my heart,
Letting to the weeds of the ground
My sinful blood,
What can you offer me?
A gardened castle?
A flowery kingdom?

What? A hope?
Then hence with your red sword of virtue.

1. The ocean said to me once
2. On the desert
3. To the maiden
4. Two or three angels
5. You tell me this is God?

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