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Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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Now you undress yourself.

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A.E. Housman·1859–1936
_To_ MARY) You get in thereInto the warm. Stand still, stand still, I say,And put this round yer. Oh, so that’s the wayYou do when I ain’t looking? All day longYou’re up to mischief. Always something wrongSoon as my back is turned. That heap o’ snowHow long’s that to stay there, I’d like to know?Here, take your milk, and there’s a bit o’ breadFor both on yer. Don’t want it? Ah, it’s bedYou’d best be off to! There, put your mug down!Now come and get into your nighty-gown.Ah, you sweet thing! Well, kiss your mother then!But you mind what I say--no more snowmenTo-morrow! (_Crosses the room_)