Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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On the horizon the peaks assembled;
And as I looked,
The march of the mountains began.
As they marched, they sang,
"Aye! We come! We come!"

1. A spirit sped
2. Walking in the sky
3. The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds
4. The ocean said to me once
5. Blustering God

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