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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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The giving of credentials.

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Sprinkles of dew on the crimson-purple balls.

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Carl Sandburg·1878–1967
he farmer on the seat dangles the reins on the rumpsof dapple-gray horses. The farmer’s daughter with a basket of eggs dreams ofa new hat to wear to the county fair. On the left- and right-hand side of the road,