Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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To the maiden
The sea was blue meadow,
Alive with little froth-people
Singing.

To the sailor, wrecked,
The sea was dead grey walls
Superlative in vacancy,
Upon which nevertheless at fateful time
Was written
The grim hatred of nature.

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. Tell brave deeds of war
  5. You tell me this is God?




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