Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Charity thou art a lie,
A toy of women,
A pleasure of certain men.
In the presence of justice,
Lo, the walls of the temple
Are visible
Through thy form of sudden shadows.

1. Blustering God
2. The trees in the garden rained flowers
3. I walked in a desert
4. Walking in the sky
5. I stood upon a highway

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