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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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17 lines
Andrew Marvell·1621–1678
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ome to the breach^ against their foes,Their wooden SaiotH in vain oppose ;Another, bolder, stands at push,With their old holy-water brush ;While the disjointed AbbesB threadsThe jingling chain-shot of her beads ;But their loud'sc cannon were thcis lungsAnd sharpest weapons were their tongues. XKXllE But, waving these aside like flies,Young Fairfax through the wall does riseThen the unfrequented vault appeared.And stiperetidona, vainly feared ;The relics false were set to view ;Only the jewels there were true —But truly bright and holy Thwaites,That weepjng at the altar waits.
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