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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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SANTA DECCA

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Oscar Wilde·1854–1900·Aestheticism
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HE Gods are dead: no longer do we bringTo grey-eyed Pallas crowns of olive-leaves!Demeter’s child no more hath tithe of sheaves,And in the noon the careless shepherds sing,For Pan is dead, and all the wantoningBy secret glade and devious haunt is o’er:Young Hylas seeks the water-springs no more;Great Pan is dead, and Mary’s son is King. And yet—perchance in this sea-trancèd isle,Chewing the bitter fruit of memory,Some God lies hidden in the asphodel.Ah Love! if such there be, then it were wellFor us to fly his anger: nay, but see,The leaves are stirring: let us watch awhile.
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