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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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verb

To make to agree or correspond; to suit one thing to another; to adjust.

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By Walt Whitman

9 lines
Walt Whitman·1819–1892
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ome, said my soul,Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)That should I after return,Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,There to some group of mates the chants resuming,(Tallying Earth’s soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)Ever with pleas’d smile I may keep on,Ever and ever yet the verses owning--as, first, I here and nowSigning for Soul and Body, set to them my name,
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