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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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Andrew Marvell·1621–1678
ot tears of grief, but such as thoseWith which calm pleasure overflows ;Or pity, when we look on youThat live without this happy vow.How should we grieve that mu6t be seenEach otie a spouse, and each a queen,And can in heaven hence beholdOur brighter robes and crowna of gold !