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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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Telling the truth or giving a true result; exact; not defective or faulty

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John Keats·1795–1821·Romanticism
ell me thine ailment : tell me all amiss !Ah ! thou hast been unhappy at the changeWrought suddenly in me. What indeed more stnmge ?Or more complete to overwhelm sui*mise ! ^ * Ambition is no sluggard : 'tis no prize, j That toiling years would put within my grasp,That I have sigh'd for : with so deadly gasp |