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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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noun

A coming to; the act of acceding and becoming joined

a king's accession to a confederacy

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A.E. Housman·1859–1936
ay, lad, have you thit.gs to do?Quick then, while your day’s at prime.Quick, and if ’tis work for two, Here am I, man: now’s your time. Send me now, and I shall go;Call me, I shall hear you call;Use me ere they lay me low Where a man’s no use at all;Ere the wholesome flesh decay,And the willing nerve be numb, And the lips lack breath to say,‘No, my lad, I cannot come.’ ¥ 35