Advertisement

by Stephen Crane
Forth went the candid man
And spoke freely to the wind—
When he looked about him he was in a far
   strange country.

Forth went the candid man
And spoke freely to the stars—
Yellow light tore sight from his eye.

"My good fool," said a learned bystander,
"Your operations are mad."

"You are too candid," cried the candid man.
And when his stick left the head of the
   learned bystander
It was two sticks.

Advertisement

Play Hangman

Play Poptropica

Play Same Game

Try Our Math Flashcards