Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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There was a land where lived no violets.
A traveller at once demanded : ”Why?”
The people told him:
”Once the violets of this place spoke thus:
’Until some woman freely gives her lover
To another woman
We will fight in bloody scuffle.’”
Sadly the people added:
”There are no violets here.”

1. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. Blustering God
3. You tell me this is God?
4. Behold, from the land of the farther suns
5. Why do you strive for greatness, fool?

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