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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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in a way that is correct and exact; without error

She measured the ingredients accurately to ensure the cake turned out perfectly.

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The Story of the Ashes and the Flame

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o matter why, nor whence, nor when she came,There was her place. No matter what men said,No matter what she was; living or dead,Faithful or not, he loved her all the same.The story was as old as human shame,But ever since that lonely night she fled,With books to blind him, he had only readThe story of the ashes and the flame. There she was always coming pretty soonTo fool him back, with penitent scared eyesThat had in them the laughter of the moonFor baffled lovers, and to make him think --Before she gave him time enough to wink --Sin's kisses were the keys to Paradise.