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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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So he put her in his picture

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John Crowe Ransom·1888–1974
f a lady he was painting, Put her lips, which smiled but faintly, And her eyes, which levelled quaintly, While her length of limb and noble Roman bust,These he copied as he must. And she was a perfect model, Never restless with her features, Never agitating greatly, More than still and less than stately,