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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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Two Sonnets

15 lines
 Just as I wonder at the twofold screenOf twisted innocence that you would plaitFor eyes that uncourageously awaitThe coming of a kingdom that has been,So do I wonder what God's love can meanTo you that all so strangely estimateThe purpose and the consequent estateOf one short shuddering step to the Unseen. No, I have not your backward faith to shrinkLone-faring from the doorway of God's homeTo find Him in the names of buried men;Nor your ingenious recreance to thinkWe cherish, in the life that is to come,The scattered features of dead friends again.