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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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Miriam Tazewell

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John Crowe Ransom·1888–1974
hen Miriam Tazewell heard the tempest bursting,And his wrathy whips across the sky drawn crackling,She stuffed her ears for fright like a young thing,And with heart full of the flowers, went to weeping. But the earth shook dry his old back in good season, He had weathered storms that drenched him deep as this one,And the sun, Miriam, ascended to his dominion,