Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By StephenCrane1625 ’Scaped
O
—It is true, believe me,—
It was all of birds,
And I held them in a basket;
When I opened the wicket,
Heavens! they all flew away.
I cried, “Come back, Little Thoughts!”
But they only laughed.
They flew on
Until they were as sand
Thrown between me and the sky.