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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

Agreement; harmony; conformity; compliance.

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And still were equal.

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John Crowe Ransom·1888–1974
ut while the tide of battle ran so equal,I heard a sound, I took it for a voice, 30 I almost saw it spitting out a passage Between the haggard jaws of my poor hero, The voice as of a man almost despairing,