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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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verb

To finish successfully.

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And tears I sbed^ and thus my woes addrest-

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John Milton·1608–1674
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€ *' Is't not enoagh to bow'^ The woodland honors low," And blast whate*er th* all-fruitful fields contain ?" Each flow'r of rich perfume^*' Toucb*d by thy breath consume^'' The rose and lily breathe their sweets in vain j" Nor long thou let*st the oak besideThe passing current grow^ and wonder at the tide. i '^ Whate'er on wing upborn" Salutes the glittering morn. 12 *' Each difiereni tribe thethailawjr woods eoiibow*r#*^ And all th* uniiainber'd bands** That hauntthe rocks and sands^'^ Or Neptune's flood, insatiable ponnr'r, '' Become thy prey j and ijMWttlion still^ On man's superior race exert thy tyrant wtll'^ ** Shall princely bosoms £eel'' Thy sharp unpitying steel>^' Nor the clear soul her loVd abode retain V*'-^While thus with tortur'd breastMy griefs I loud exprest>The dewy Eve rojie from the western main %And- Phoebus in th' Atlantic stream.His custom'd journey o'er, alla/d his fiery beaai. • i JSTow night with peaceful shadesThe wearied world invades. 13 And o*er my lisibt her gentle sliinben Uirew ;When to my wond'ring eyesElyBiuiii •eein'd to rise; c ' (The lov'cl ideiL my mind ctn scarce ren^w)
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