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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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or the breath of thy lips is freedom, and freedom's the sense ofthy spirit, the sound of thy song,Glad god of the north-east wind, whose heart is as high as thehands of thy kingdom are strong,Thy kingdom whose empire is terror and joy, twin-featured andfruitful of births divine,Days lit with the flame of the lamps of the flowers, and nightsthat are drunken with dew for wine,And sleep not for joy of the stars that deepen and quicken, adenser and fierier throng,And the world that thy breath bade whiten and tremble rejoices atheart as they strengthen and shine,And earth gives thanks for the glory bequeathed her, and knows ofthy reign that it wrought not wrong.