lirik lagu “the honor of rum alley” (i) – stephen crane
a very little boy stood upon a heap of gravel for the honor of rum alley. he was throwing stones at howling urchins from devil’s row who were circling madly about the heap and pelting at him
his infantile countenance was livid with fury. his small body was writhing in the delivery of great, crimson oaths
“run, jimmie, run! dey’ll get yehs,” screamed a retreating rum alley child
“naw,” responded jimmie with a valiant roar, “dese micks can’t make me run.”
howls of renewed wrath went up from devil’s row throats. tattered gamins on the right made a furious -ssault on the gravel heap. on their small, convulsed faces there shone the grins of true -ss-ssins. as they charged, they threw stones and cursed in shrill chorus
the little champion of rum alley stumbled precipitately down the other side. his coat had been torn to shreds in a scuffle, and his hat was gone. he had bruises on twenty parts of his body, and blood was dripping from a cut in his head. his wan features wore a look of a tiny, insane demon
on the ground, children from devil’s row closed in on their antagonist. he crooked his left arm defensively about his head and fought with cursing fury. the little boys ran to and fro, dodging, hurling stones and swearing in barbaric trebles
from a window of an apartment house that upreared its form from amid squat, ignorant stables, there leaned a curious woman. some laborers, unloading a scow at a dock at the river, paused for a moment and regarded the fight. the engineer of a p-ssive tugboat hung lazily to a railing and watched. over on the island, a worm of yellow convicts came from the shadow of a grey ominous building and crawled slowly along the river’s bank
a stone had smashed into jimmie’s mouth. blood was bubbling over his chin and down upon his ragged shirt. tears made furrows on his dirt-stained cheeks. his thin legs had begun to tremble and turn weak, causing his small body to reel. his roaring curses of the first part of the fight had changed to a blasphemous chatter
in the yells of the whirling mob of devil’s row children there were notes of joy like songs of triumphant savagery. the little boys seemed to leer gloatingly at the blood upon the other child’s face
down the avenue came boastfully sauntering a lad of sixteen years, although the chronic sneer of an ideal manhood already sat upon his lips. his hat was tipped with an air of challenge over his eye. between his t–th, a cigar stump was tilted at the angle of defiance. he walked with a certain swing of the shoulders which appalled the timid. he glanced over into the vacant lot in which the little raving boys from devil’s row seethed about the shrieking and tearful child from rum alley
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu tiya › lirik lagu cumin – tiya
- kumpulan lirik lagu atlas fin › lirik lagu taivaanranta – atlas (fin)
- kumpulan lirik lagu sorrowful angels › lirik lagu right of way – sorrowful angels
- kumpulan lirik lagu kid squad kids › lirik lagu montero (call me by your name) – kid squad kids
- kumpulan lirik lagu leoh kall › lirik lagu taduê – leoh kall$
- kumpulan lirik lagu locked in lil › lirik lagu false hope – locked in lil
- kumpulan lirik lagu runningtripping › lirik lagu dying is a step – runningtripping
- kumpulan lirik lagu halloween alaska › lirik lagu after the flood – halloween, alaska
- kumpulan lirik lagu hayehudim היהודים › lirik lagu ella – אלה (live) – hayehudim – היהודים
- kumpulan lirik lagu sleetil › lirik lagu друзьям(памяти а.блока)(to friends (in memory of a. blok)) – sleetil