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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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verb

To make to agree or correspond; to suit one thing to another; to adjust.

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Which she henceforward does begin ;'

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Andrew Marvell·1621–1678
ft, though be knew it was id v;iia.Yet would he Talia.ndy complain : " Ib this, chat Bauctity so great,An .art by which you finelier cheat ?Hypocrite- witches, hence avaunt.Who, though in prison, yet inchant !Death only can such thieves make fast,Aa rob, though io the dungeon csatt Were there but, when this house v/36 made,One stone that a just hand had laid.It muBt have fali'n up-on her headWho firs: thee from thy faith misled.And yet, how well coever meant,With claem 'twould soon grow frauduliFor like themselves they alter aJI,And vice tnfecta the very wall ; XXVI riBut sure those buildings laat not long.Founded by folly, kept by wrong.I know what fruit their gardens yield.When tiiey it think by night concealed.!Fly from their vices : 'tis thy state,'Not thee, that they would consecrate.Fly from their ruin : how I fear,Thougii guiltless, lest thou perish there! " ' She now entCTt upon her religioug life^ which But]those vowi she flighted to FairfiH,' Eitate.