Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Ay, workman, make me a dream,
A dream for my love.
Cunningly weave sunlight,
Breezes, and flowers.
Let it be of the cloth of meadows.
And -- good workman --
And let there be a man walking thereon.

1. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. You tell me this is God?
3. There came whisperings in the winds
4. I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night
5. The ocean said to me once

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