English Poetry. Stephen Crane. I stood upon a highway. Стивен Крейн.

Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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I stood upon a highway,
And, behold, there came
Many strange peddlers.
To me each one made gestures,
Holding forth little images, saying,
”This is my pattern of God.
Now this is the God I prefer.”

But I said, ”Hence!
Leave me with mine own,
And take you yours away;
I can’t buy of your patterns of God,
The little gods you may rightly prefer.”

Stephen Crane’s other poems:

1. With eye and with gesture
2. The ocean said to me once
3. Tell brave deeds of war
4. Once I saw mountains angry
5. There was a man who lived a life of fire

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