Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Ay, workman, make me a dream,
A dream for my love.
Cunningly weave sunlight,
Breezes, and flowers.
Let it be of the cloth of meadows.
And -- good workman --
And let there be a man walking thereon.

1. Many red devils ran from my heart
2. I stood upon a highway
3. A little ink more or less!
4. A slant of sun on dull brown walls
5. And you love me

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