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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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noun

A coming to; the act of acceding and becoming joined

a king's accession to a confederacy

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Thou wee can'st remember the morning

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George Herbert·1593–1633
Succeeding thy Sabbath, thou Jew! When cursing the year I was born in, `I felt the first turn of the screw.= And, hope from my bosom departing, `Like dew from the rays of the sun,