Stephen Maria Crane

There were many who went in huddled procession

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There were many who went in huddled procession

There were many who went in huddled procession, They knew not whither; But, at any rate, success or calamity Would attend all in equality. There was one who sought a new road. He went into direful thickets, And ultimately he died thus, alone; But they said he had courage.