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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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AEDH TELLS OF THE ROSE IN HIS HEART

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W.B. Yeats·1865–1939·Symbolism
ll things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old,The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart,The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould,Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart. The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told;I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart,With the earth and the sky and the water, remade, like a casket of goldFor my dreams of your image that blossomsa rose in the deeps of my heart.