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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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My going on. Water of purest hue

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Percy Bysshe Shelley·1792–1822·Romanticism
ark, dark, yet clear, moved under the obscureEternal shades, whose interwoven loomsThe rays of moon or sunlight ne'er endure. I moved not with my feet, but mid the gloomsPierced with my charmed eye, contemplating _35The mighty multitude of fresh May blooms Which starred that night, when, even as a thingThat suddenly, for blank astonishment,Charms every sense, and makes all thought take wing,-- A solitary woman! and she went _40Singing and gathering flower after flower,With which her way was painted and besprent. 'Bright lady, who, if looks had ever powerTo bear true witness of the heart within,Dost bask under the beams of love, come lower _45