In A Lonely Place Poem by Stephen Crane

In A Lonely Place

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In a lonely place,
I encountered a sage
Who sat, all still,
Regarding a newspaper.
He accosted me:
'Sir, what is this? '
Then I saw that I was greater,
Aye, greater than this sage.
I answered him at once,
'Old, old man, it is the wisdom of the age.'
The sage looked upon me with admiration.

Thursday, January 1, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: old,lonely
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