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THE BLACK RIDERS AND
OTHER LINES
BY STEPHEN CRANE
PRIVATELY REPRINTED
BY COURTESY OF SMALL,
MAYNARD & COMPANY
Copyright, 1905, by Copeland & Day
I
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.
II
Three little birds in a row
Sat musing.
A man passed near that place.
Then did the little birds nudge each other.
They said, "He thinks he can sing."
They threw back their heads to laugh,
With quaint countenances
They regarded him.
They were very curious,
Those three little birds in a row.
III