There came whisperings in the winds:
"Good-bye! Good-bye!"
Little voices called in the darkness:
"Good-bye! Good-bye!"
Then I stretched forth my arms.
"No -- no -- "
There came whisperings in the wind
"Good-bye! Good-bye!"
Little voices called in the darkness:
"Good-bye! Good-bye!"
More verses by Stephen Crane
- When A People Reach The Top Of A Hill,
- The Chatter Of A Death-Demon From A Tree-Top
- Once A Man Clambering To The Housetops
- On The Horizon The Peaks Assembled
- There Was One I Met Upon The Road
