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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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THE LOOKING-GLASS.

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Alexander Pope·1688–1744
N MRS PULTENEY.[81] With scornful mien, and various toss of air,Fantastic, vain, and insolently fair,Grandeur intoxicates her giddy brain,She looks ambition, and she moves disdain.Far other carriage graced her virgin life,But charming Gumley's lost in Pulteney's wife.Not greater arrogance in him we find,And this conjunction swells at least her mind:Oh could the sire, renown'd in glass, produceOne faithful mirror for his daughter's use!Wherein she might her haughty errors trace,And by reflection learn to mend her face:The wonted sweetness to her form restore,Be what she was, and charm mankind once more!