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. Love walked alone
2. To the maiden
3. Tell brave deeds of war
4. If there is a witness to my little life
5. Walking in the sky

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