Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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To the maiden
The sea was blue meadow,
Alive with little froth-people
Singing.

To the sailor, wrecked,
The sea was dead grey walls
Superlative in vacancy,
Upon which nevertheless at fateful time
Was written
The grim hatred of nature.

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

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