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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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he world that sees in heaven the sovereign lightOf sunlike Shakespeare, and the fiery nightWhose stars were watched of Webster; and beneath,The twin-souled brethren of the single wreath,Grown in kings' gardens, plucked from pastoral heath,Wrought with all flowers for all men's heart's delight.