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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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THE AMULET

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Ralph Waldo Emerson·1803–1882·Western philosophy
our picture smiles as first it smiled;The ring you gave is still the same;Your letter tells, O changing child!No tidings _since_ it came. Give me an amuletThat keeps intelligence with you,--Red when you love, and rosier red,And when you love not, pale and blue. Alas! that neither bonds nor vowsCan certify possession;Torments me still the fear that loveDied in its last expression.