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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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EIGHTH ANTIPHONE

16 lines
Algernon Charles Swinburne·1837–1909
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ot with fine gold for a payment,But with coin of sighs,But with rending of raimentAnd with weeping of eyes,But with shame of stricken facesAnd with strewing of dust,For the sin of stately placesAnd lordship of lust; With voices of men made lowly,Made empty of song,O Lord God most holy,O God most strong,We reach out hands to reach theeEre the wine-press be trod;We beseech thee, O Lord, we beseech thee,O Lord our God.
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