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

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Fran. One so like it

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow·1807–1882·Romanticism
ara. It is well.To-morrow morning bring that ring to me.Do not forget. Now light me to my bed.[Exeunt. SCENE II. -- A street in Madrid. Enter CHISPA, followed bymusicians, with a bagpipe, guitars, and other instruments. Chispa. Abernuncio Satanas! and a plague on all lovers whoramble about at night, drinking the elements, instead ofsleeping quietly in their beds. Every dead man to his cemetery,say I; and every friar to his monastery. Now, here's my master,Victorian, yesterday a cow-keeper, and to-day a gentleman;yesterday a student, and to-day a lover; and I must be up laterthan the nightingale, for as the abbot sings so must thesacristan respond. God grant he may soon be married, for thenshall all this serenading cease. Ay, marry! marry! marry!Mother, what does marry mean? It means to spin, to bearchildren, and to weep, my daughter! And, of a truth, there issomething more in matrimony than the wedding-ring. (To themusicians.) And now, gentlemen, Pax vobiscum! as the ass said tothe cabbages. Pray, walk this way; and don't hang down yourheads. It is no disgrace to have an old father and a raggedshirt. Now, look you, you are gentlemen who lead the life ofcrickets; you enjoy hunger by day and noise by night. Yet, Ibeseech you, for this once be not loud, but pathetic; for it is aserenade to a damsel in bed, and not to the Man in the Moon.Your object is not to arouse and terrify, but to soothe and bringlulling dreams. Therefore, each shall not play upon hisinstrument as if it were the only one in the universe, butgently, and with a certain modesty, according with the others.Pray, how may I call thy name, friend? First Mus. Geronimo Gil, at your service. Chispa. Every tub smells of the wine that is in it. Pray,Geronimo, is not Saturday an unpleasant day with thee?