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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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A SIGHT IN CAMP IN THE DAYBREAK GRAY AND DIM.

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Walt Whitman·1819–1892
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sight in camp in the daybreak gray and dim,As from my tent I emerge so early sleepless,As slow I walk in the cool fresh air the path near by the hospitaltent,Three forms I see on stretchers lying, brought out there untendedlying,Over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woollen blanket,Gray and heavy blanket, folding, covering all. Curious I halt and silent stand,Then with light fingers I from the face of the nearest the first justlift the blanket;Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, andflesh all sunken about the eyes?Who are you my dear comrade? Then to the second I step-and who are you my child and darling?Who are you sweet boy with cheeks yet blooming? Then to the third--a face nor child nor old, very calm, as ofbeautiful yellow-white ivory;Young man I think I know you--I think this face is the face of theChrist himself,Dead and divine and brother of all, and here again he lies.
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