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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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BY THE RIVERSIDE

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John Crowe Ransom·1888–1974
great green spread of meadow land,(Must rest his weight on an ample base),A secret water moving on, A clean blue air for his breathing-space,A pair of willows bending down In double witness to his grace,