Once a man clambering to the housetops
Appealed to the heavens.
With strong voice he called to the deaf spheres;
A warrior's shout he raised to the suns.
Lo, at last, there was a dot on the clouds,
And -- at last and at last --
-- God -- the sky was filled with armies.
More verses by Stephen Crane
- On The Horizon The Peaks Assembled
- There Was One I Met Upon The Road
- Once, I Knew A Fine Song,
- Friend, Your White Beard Sweeps The Ground
- The Sage Lectured Brilliantly