Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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There was set before me a mighty hill,
And long days I climbed
Through regions of snow.
When I had before me the summit-view,
It seemed that my labour
Had been to see gardens
Lying at impossible distances.

1. Blustering God
2. The trees in the garden rained flowers
3. I walked in a desert
4. Many workmen
5. Love walked alone

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