Black riders came from the sea.
There was clang and clang of spear and shield,
And clash and clash of hoof and heel,
Wild shouts and the wave of hair
In the rush upon the wind:
Thus the ride of sin.
More verses by Stephen Crane
- Legends
- The Trees In The Garden Rained Flowers
- What Says The Sea, Little Shell
- On The Desert
- Once I Saw Mountains Angry