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