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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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Boston

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y northern pines are good enough for me,But there's a town my memory uprears --A town that always like a friend appears,And always in the sunrise by the sea.And over it, somehow, there seems to beA downward flash of something new and fierce,That ever strives to clear, but never clearsThe dimness of a charmed antiquity.