Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Once there was a man --
Oh, so wise!
In all drink
He detected the bitter,
And in all touch
He found the sting.
At last he cried thus:
”There is nothing --
No life,
No joy,
No pain --
There is nothing save opinion,
And opinion be damned.”

1. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. You tell me this is God?
3. Behold, from the land of the farther suns
4. I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night
5. In the night

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