Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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With eye and with gesture
You say you are holy.
I say you lie;
For I did see you
Draw away your coats
From the sin upon the hands
Of a little child.
Liar!

1. Supposing that I should have the courage
2. Tell brave deeds of war
3. A spirit sped
4. The trees in the garden rained flowers
5. Each small gleam was a voice

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