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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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ON THE PROPOSALS OF CERTAIN MINISTERS AT THE COMMITTEE FOR

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John Milton·1608–1674
romwell, our chief of men, who through a cloudNot of war only, but detractions rude,Guided by faith and matchless fortitude,To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed,And on the neck of crowned Fortune proud 5Hast reared God's trophies, and his work pursued,While Darwen stream, with blood of Scots imbrued,And Dunbar field, resounds thy praises loud,And Worcester's laureate wreath: yet much remainsTo conquer still; Peace hath her victories 10No less renowned than War: new foes arise,Threatening to bind our souls with secular chains.Help us to save free conscience from the pawOf hireling wolves, whose Gospel is their maw.