Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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There was set before me a mighty hill,
And long days I climbed
Through regions of snow.
When I had before me the summit-view,
It seemed that my labour
Had been to see gardens
Lying at impossible distances.

Stephen Crane’s other poems:

  1. With eye and with gesture
  2. When the prophet, a complacent fat man
  3. The ocean said to me once
  4. To the maiden
  5. Tell brave deeds of war




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