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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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SEVENTH ANTIPHONE

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ilt thou bring fine gold for a paymentFor sins on this wise?For the glittering of raimentAnd the shining of eyes,For the painting of facesAnd the sundering of trust,For the sins of thine high placesAnd delight of thy lust? For your high things ye shall have lowly,Lamentation for song;For, behold, I God am holy,I the Lord am strong;Ye shall seek me and shall not reach meTill the wine-press be trod;In that hour ye shall turn and beseech me,Saith the Lord God.