Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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There was one I met upon the road
Who looked at me with kind eyes.
Her said, ”Show me of your wares.”
And this I did,
Holding forth one.
He said, ”It is a sin.”
Then held I forth another;
He said, ”It is a sin.”
Then held I forth another;
He said, ”It is a sin.”
And so to the end;
Always he said, ”It is a sin.”
And, finally, I cried out,
”But I have none other.”
Then did he look at me
With kinder eyes.
”Poor soul!” he said.

1. Two or three angels
2. "It was wrong to do this," said the angel
3. A man toiled on a burning road
4. Love walked alone
5. Charity thou art a lie

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