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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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To make to agree or correspond; to suit one thing to another; to adjust.

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SONNET ON APPROACHING ITALY

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Oscar Wilde·1854–1900·Aestheticism
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REACHED the Alps: the soul within me burned,Italia, my Italia, at thy name:And when from out the mountain’s heart I cameAnd saw the land for which my life had yearned,I laughed as one who some great prize had earned:And musing on the marvel of thy fameI watched the day, till marked with wounds of flameThe turquoise sky to burnished gold was turned.The pine-trees waved as waves a woman’s hair,And in the orchards every twining sprayWas breaking into flakes of blossoming foam:But when I knew that far away at RomeIn evil bonds a second Peter lay,I wept to see the land so very fair.
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