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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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John Milton·1608–1674
o War, or Battails soundWas heard the World around,The idle spear and shield were high up hung;The hooked Chariot stoodUnstain'd with hostile blood,The Trumpet spake not to the armed throng,And Kings sate still with awfull eye,As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by. 60 V But peacefull was the nightWherin the Prince of lightHis raign of peace upon the earth began:The Windes with wonder whist,Smoothly the waters kist,Whispering new joyes to the milde Ocean,Who now hath quite forgot to rave,While Birds of Calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.