Fear
Hart Crane
1899 to 1932
The host, he says that all is well,
And the fire-wood glow is bright;
The food has a warm and tempting smell,—
But on the window licks the night.
Pile on the logs…. Give me your hands,
Friends! No,—it is not fright….
But hold me…somewhere I heard demands.
And on the window licks the night.
Hart Crane's Fear
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