Cite

Stephen Crane: Love met me at noonday,

Updated February 28, 2017 | Infoplease Staff
Love met me at noonday,
?Reckless imp,
To leave his shaded nights
And brave the glare,?
And I saw him then plainly
For a bungler,
A stupid, simpering, eyeless bungler,
Breaking the hearts of brave people
As the snivelling idiot-boy cracks his bowl,
And I cursed him,
Cursed him to and fro, back and forth,
Into all the silly mazes of his mind,
But in the end
He laughed and pointed to my breast,
Where a heart still beat for thee, beloved.
.com/t/lit/war-is-kind/36.html
See also: