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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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AT MOONRISE AND ONWARDS

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Thomas Hardy·1840–1928·naturalism
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THOUGHT you a fireOn Heron-Plantation Hill,Dealing out mischief the most direTo the chattels of men of hireThere in their vill. But by and byYou turned a yellow-green,Like a large glow-worm in the sky;And then I could descryYour mood and mien. How well I knowYour furtive feminine shape!As if reluctantly you showYou nude of cloud, and but by favour throwAside its drape . . . —How many a yearHave you kept pace with me,Wan Woman of the waste up there,Behind a hedge, or the bareBough of a tree! No novelty are you,O Lady of all my time,Veering unbid into my viewWhether I near Death’s mew,Or Life’s top cyme!
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