Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WAR IS KIND: 7, by STEPHEN CRANE



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WAR IS KIND: 7, by            
First Line: I have heard the sunset song of the birches
Last Line: "you don green spectacles before you look at roses."


"I have heard the sunset song of the birches,
A white melody in the silence,
I have seen a quarrel of the pines.
At nightfall
The little grasses have rushed by me
With the wind men.
These things have I lived," quoth the maniac,
"Possessing only eyes and ears.
But you --
You don green spectacles before you look at roses."





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