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Poem: “A spirit sped” by Stephen Crane

The Black Rider & Other Lines (1905)

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryStephen CranePoems by Stephen CraneThe Black Rider & Other Lines
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A spirit sped


A spirit sped
Through spaces of night;
And as he sped, he called,
“God! God!”
He went through valleys
Of black death-slime,
Ever calling,
“God! God!”
Their echoes
From crevice and cavern
Mocked him:
“God! God! God!”
Fleetly into the plains of space
He went, ever calling,
“God! God!”
Eventually, then, he screamed,
Mad in denial,
“Ah, there is no God!”
A swift hand,
A sword from the sky,
Smote him,
And he was dead.


< < < God lay dead in heaven
Do Not Weep, Maiden, For War Is Kind > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryStephen CranePoems by Stephen CraneThe Black Rider & Other Lines


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