Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон)

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MY love was warm; for that I crossed
The mountains and the sea,
Nor counted that endeavour lost
That gave my love to me.

If that indeed were love at all,
As still, my love, I trow,
By what dear name am I to call
The bond that holds me now 

1. Реквием • Requiem
2. Не взять мне в толк: переберу • I Know Not How, But As I Count
3. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 13. Mater Triumphans
4. About the Sheltered Garden Ground
5. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 29. To Kalakaua

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