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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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He was mistaken—undoubtedly—mistaken.

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Edgar Allan Poe·1809–1849·Romanticism
ourthly, That Hans Pfaall himself, the drunken villain, and thethree very idle gentlemen styled his creditors, were all seen, nolonger than two or three days ago, in a tippling house in thesuburbs, having just returned, with money in their pockets, froma trip beyond the sea.