Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Charity thou art a lie,
A toy of women,
A pleasure of certain men.
In the presence of justice,
Lo, the walls of the temple
Are visible
Through thy form of sudden shadows.

1. Two or three angels
2. Love walked alone
3. I was in the darkness
4. There came whisperings in the winds
5. "It was wrong to do this," said the angel

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