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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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Inferential

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lthough I saw before me there the faceOf one whom I had honored among menThe least, and on regarding him againWould not have had him in another place,He fitted with an unfamiliar graceThe coffin where I could not see him thenAs I had seen him and appraised him whenI deemed him unessential to the race. For there was more of him than what I saw.And there was on me more than the old aweThat is the common genius of the dead.I might as well have heard him: "Never mind;If some of us were not so far behind,The rest of us were not so far ahead."