Supposing that I should have the courage
To let a red sword of virtue
Plunge into my heart,
Letting to the weeds of the ground
My sinful blood,
What can you offer me?
A gardened castle?
A flowery kingdom?

What? A hope?
Then hence with your red sword of virtue.

Stephen Crane,
1905

The Black Riders and Other Lines: XXIX || The Black Riders and Other Lines: XXXI

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