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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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Angered with a braggart kind

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John Crowe Ransom·1888–1974
nd seeming jauntily designed, I rent my smooth locks, amd I spoke: —Lordly, have ye intimationsOf more excellent pedigree,That ye taint the other stationsWith the limp of bastardy? Can ye outscream the pea-hen,Or out-jump the spring-bok,Or scare away the wind and rain