The Man Who Was Afraid

r, humbly imploring for a crust in the name of the Lord, nor like the jeweller displaying his precious stones to dazzle and tempt the eye, he comes to the world,— nay, in accents of Tyrtaeus thi

bridled, powerful voice, as he sings of the “madness of the brave,” of the barefooted dreamers, who are proud of

t voice of Tolstoy, the preacher: it is the roaring of a lion, the crash of thunder. In its elementary power is the heart. rending cry of a sincere but suffering s

that he finds the vagabond, the outcast of societ

acy of his soul, and in his constant thirst for Freedom, Gorky sees the rebellious and irreconcilable spirit of man, of future man,— in these he sees something beautiful, something powerful, somethi

the storms of fate, bruised and wounded in the battl

As though the storm

ne voice he cr

age with greater

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