Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Mystic shadow, bending near me,
Who art thou?
Whence come ye?
And -- tell me -- is it fair
Or is the truth bitter as eaten fire?

Tell me!
Fear not that I should quaver.
For I dare -- I dare.
Then, tell me!

1. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. Why do you strive for greatness, fool?
3. You tell me this is God?
4. There came whisperings in the winds
5. I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night

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