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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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noun

Agreement; harmony; conformity; compliance.

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Ralph Waldo Emerson·1803–1882·Western philosophy
he wings of Time are black and white,Pied with morning and with night.Mountain tall and ocean deepTrembling balance duly keep.In changing moon and tidal waveGlows the feud of Want and Have.Gauge of more and less through space,Electric star or pencil plays,The lonely Earth amid the ballsThat hurry through the eternal halls,A makeweight flying to the void,Supplemental asteroid,Or compensatory spark,Shoots across the neutral Dark.