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— Stephen Crane

I stood upon a high place,

And saw, below, many devils

Running, leaping,

And carousing in sin.

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V. Claude to Eustace,--from Bellaggio.

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Arthur Hugh Clough·1819–1861
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have but one chance left,--and that is going to Florence.But it is cruel to turn. The mountains seem to demand me,--Peak and valley from far to beckon and motion me onward.Somewhere amid their folds she passes whom fain I would follow;Somewhere amid those heights she haply calls me to seek her.Ah, could I hear her call! could I catch the glimpse of her raiment!Turn, however, I must, though it seem I turn to desert her;For the sense of the thing is simply to hurry to Florence,Where the certainty yet may be learnt, I suppose, from the Ropers.
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