The Mind
XXV. Behold, the grave of a wicked man
From The Black Riders and Other Lines (1895)
The Mind
Behold, the grave of a wicked man,
And near it, a stern spirit.
There came a drooping maid with violets,
But the spirit grasped her arm.
"No flowers for him," he said.
The maid wept:
"Ah, I loved him."
But the spirit, grim and frowning:
"No flowers for him."
Now, this is it--
If the spirit was just,
Why did the maid weep?
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MLA
Crane, Stephen. “XXV. Behold, the grave of a wicked man.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/crane/24/.
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Crane, Stephen. “XXV. Behold, the grave of a wicked man.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/crane/24/.
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