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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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THE CLOAK MODEL

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John Crowe Ransom·1888–1974
My son,”’ the stranger thus beganAnd drew me to the window side,“These mannequins are lovely asThe Trojan beldame ever was,