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Lyric Poem · Nature

"I have heard the sunset song of the birches,"

by Stephen Crane

"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."

This poem is in the public domain.

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