Here you will find the Poem A Name For All of poet Harold Hart Crane
Moonmoth and grasshopper that flee our page And still wing on, untarnished of the name We pinion to your bodies to assuage Our envy of your freedom?we must maim Because we are usurpers, and chagrined? And take the wing and scar it in the hand. Names we have, even, to clap on the wind; But we must die, as you, to understand. I dreamed that all men dropped their names, and sang As only they can praise, who build their days With fin and hoof, with wing and sweetened fang Struck free and holy in one Name always.