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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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XLVIII.

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John Keats·1795–1821·Romanticism
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hat old nurse stood beside her wondering,Until her heart felt pity to the coreAt sight of such a dismal labouring,And so she kneeled, with her locks all hoar, 380And put her lean hands to the horrid thing:Three hours they labour'd at this travail sore;At last they felt the kernel of the grave,And Isabella did not stamp and rave.
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