If there is a witness to my little life,
To my tiny throes and struggles,
He sees a fool;
And it is not fine for gods to menace fools.
More verses by Stephen Crane
- With Eye And With Gesture
- It Was Wrong To Do This, Said The Angel
- The Impact Of A Dollar Upon The Heart
- Should The Wide World Roll Away
- I Have Heard The Sunset Song Of The Birches