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. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. Behold, from the land of the farther suns
3. I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night
4. In the night
5. To the maiden

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