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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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verb

To make to agree or correspond; to suit one thing to another; to adjust.

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I--THE LURE

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o, no,--forget your Cricket and your Ant,For I shall never set my name to theirsThat now bespeak the very sons and heirsIncarnate of Queen Gossip and King Cant.The case of Leffingwell is mixed, I grant,And futile seems the burden that he bears;But are we sounding his forlorn affairsWho brand him parasite and sycophant?I tell you, Leffingwell was more than these;And if he prove a rather sorry knight,What quiverings in the distance of what lightMay not have lured him with high promises,And then gone down?--He may have been deceived;He may have lied,--he did; and he believed.