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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
 
1624. The Peaks
 
By Stephen Crane
 
 
IN the night
Gray, heavy clouds muffled the valleys,
And the peaks looked toward God alone.
    “O Master, that movest the wind with a finger,
    Humble, idle, futile peaks are we.        5
    Grant that we may run swiftly across the world
    To huddle in worship at Thy feet.”
 
In the morning
A noise of men at work came the clear blue miles,
And the little black cities were apparent.        10
    “O Master, that knowest the meaning of raindrops,
    Humble, idle, futile peaks are we.
    Give voice to us, we pray, O Lord,
    That we may sing Thy goodness to the sun.”
 
In the evening        15
The far valleys were sprinkled with tiny lights.
“O Master,
    Thou that knowest the value of kings and birds,
    Thou hast made us humble, idle, futile peaks.
    Thou only needest eternal patience;        20
    We bow to Thy wisdom, O Lord—
    Humble, idle, futile peaks.”
 
In the night
Gray, heavy clouds muffled the valleys,
And the peaks looked toward God alone.        25
 

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