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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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Telling the truth or giving a true result; exact; not defective or faulty

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In Thankful Remembrance for My Dear Husband's Safe Arrival

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Anne Bradstreet·1612–1672
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hat shall I render to Thy nameOr how Thy praises speak?My thanks how shall I testify?O Lord, Thou know'st I'm weak. I owe so much, so little canReturn unto Thy name,Confusion seizes on my soul,And I am filled with shame. O Thou that hearest prayers, Lord,To Thee shall come all fleshThou hast me heard and answered,My plaints have had access. What did I ask for but Thou gav'st?What could I more desire?But thankfulness even all my daysI humbly this require. Thy mercies, Lord, have been so greatIn number numberless,Impossible for to recountOr any way express. O help Thy saints that sought Thy faceT' return unto Thee praiseAnd walk before Thee as they ought,In strict and upright ways.
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