Literature
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A man toiled on a burning road by Stephen Crane
A man toiled on a burning road,Never resting.Once he saw a fat, stupid assGrinning at him from a green place.The…
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A man went before a strange God by Stephen Crane
A man went before a strange God —The God of many men, sadly wise.And the deity thundered loudly,Fat with rage,…
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Black riders came from the sea by Stephen Crane
Black riders came from the sea.There was clang and clang of spear and shield,And clash and clash of hoof and…
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Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind by Stephen Crane
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.Because the lover threw wild hands toward the skyAnd the affrighted steed ran…
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Fast rode the knight by Stephen Crane
Fast rode the knightWith spurs, hot and reeking,Ever waving an eager sword,“To save my lady!”Fast rode the knight,And leaped from…
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In the desert by Stephen Crane
In the desertI saw a creature, naked, bestial,Who, squatting upon the ground,Held his heart in his hands,And ate of it.I…
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Three little birds in a row by Stephen Crane
Stephen Crane wrote, “I suppose I ought to be thankful to The Red Badge, but I am much fonder of…
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War Is Kind by Stephen Crane
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.Because your lover threw wild hands toward the skyAnd the affrighted steed ran…
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Mr. Lismore and the Widow by Wilkie Collins
“I am at your service,” he answered, a little stiffly, “especially if you will be so kind as to mention…
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The Traveller’s Story of a Very Strange Bed by Wilkie Collins
Shortly after my education at college was finished, I happened to be staying at Paris with an English friend. We…
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