The Mind
XLVIII. Once there was a man
From The Black Riders and Other Lines (1895)
The Mind
Once there was a man,--
Oh, so wise!
In all drink
He detected the bitter,
And in all touch
He found the sting.
At last he cried thus:
"There is nothing,--
"No life,
"No joy,
"No pain,--
"There is nothing save opinion,
"And opinion be damned."
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MLA
Crane, Stephen. “XLVIII. Once there was a man.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/crane/47/.
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Crane, Stephen. “XLVIII. Once there was a man.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/crane/47/.
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