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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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Of woodman stained and yellowed.”

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John Crowe Ransom·1888–1974
Dorothy, then will you tell ;The way that goes from Lovers’ Hell?All the potent charms are said,We that clasp are cold and wearied;é Heartless lovers are as dead- That walk the earth unburied.” “Dick, they found the ending good,The Babes that ventured in the Wood.So tell the leaves that die and fall, As we lie a-shiver,